The Legacy of Lanico: Reclaiming Odana by E Cantu Alegre

Author:E Cantu Alegre [Cantu Alegre, E]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: E Cantu Alegre
Published: 2019-12-15T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty

The fluttering of winged things

Night covered the Odana forest and Gish, drained from all the training, retired early. His bulky muscles weren’t used to training in such an intense way as he had been. He retreated to the sleeping den he would share with Marin and Lanico, now in one room since the women had arrived. As with the night before, they would all hear the snores of his deep slumber but now, this would intensify in the closed-in quarters.

Lanico, Marin, and Treva sat in the eating room with Greta, who set down a teakettle and cups for her dew tea. She had fruit, cheeses, and biscuits set out as well for them to snack on. She poured the tea into two cups for Treva and Lanico and served Marin fresh water instead.

“Water for the boy—it’s better for him than tea,” she said with finality after his inquiring for his own tea cut.

No one questioned that decision. At this point, drinking anything liquid was most welcome and the small spread of food she had set out was most delightful to look at and eat.

Greta presided at the table and smiled in contentment as Lanico drank the tea and discussed with them all the old days they’d shared, before the battle. Treva shared old memories of the times she and Lanico came at odds with one another during the early days of her training. They exchanged laughs.

Lanico sat enthralled by just the sound of Treva’s voice as she spoke of far-off lands they had once traversed. Sultry. How could he have forgotten it? He had memorized every detail about her, but somehow had forgotten that. The dusty cinnamon of it.

She caught him watching her and gave a slow half smile, the kind that made him breathe deeply. That was short-lived because the next glance he cast at her, reminded him of the complex creature that she had always been. True to the nature of Treva, in one moment she was glowing, gorgeous, enchanting, and then, in another moment, the crude, feral, gritty warrior he remembered.

Treva palmed a small paring knife and dug at something stuck between her teeth, and then, without noticing the raised eyebrows of the others around her, resumed at her tea as normal—pinky raised and graceful. Lanico huffed a silent laugh at this—the wild, untamed Treva.

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