“Yes,yesyourmajesty”naughtygirlDornasaid,apingAmalia’swords,“Iplywithyourwishes.”
Onleavingthebakery,Aishafollowedthedireegginnhadgivenher,madetwoleftturnsandcameupeoldbuildingwhichtookupthewholeblock.Shecouldeasilyimagiwhenfirstbuiltaturyago,itmusthavebeenanimpressive,state-of-the-artstructureofthetime,butwiththeerosionoftime,ithadlostmuchofitscharm,elegandmagnifice.Aishaehereceptionhall,signedherhevisitor’slogtogetherwiththetimeanddate.Walkingpastthespacioushall,sheturnedrightonthelongcorridoruntilshecametotheveryendandmadeanhtturn,attheendofwhichshecametothedoorwiththecorreber.Shetriedthedoorknobandfoundthatitwasindeedunlocked.Shepusheditopeeredandjustasquietlycloseditagain.Itwasasmallstudio.Dimitriwasreingonaloveseatinanotveryfortableposition.Buthedidomindandwasfastasleep.Aishalookedaroundtheroomandfounditsparselyfurhonlyathree-leggedtable,onwhichwereseveralunfitlesofliquor.Thefloorwaslitteredwithfruitpeelsandcigarettebuttsandthereleasantstinkintheair.Shesteppedintothesmallkitandsawargegarbagebinpiledhighwithbonesandfoodremnants,whichwasthecauseoftheoffeench.UsuallyDimitri’sfriendswoulduptheroombeforetheyleftandtakethegarbageawaywiththerenotasmeticulousaboutingupastheirfemaleterpartsandDimitriwasnotveryparticurabouthouseiher.AishalookedatDimitriandsawhewasstillwearinghisdarkbrowndownjacketspottedwithdirtandfoodstains,hislongbts,block-headedleathershoesandnosocks.Hisdipidatedsafarihatyonhisstomach.Hewastheimageofapenniless,destitutehobo.IfshehaderedhisKingdomofDreams,shewouldneverhaveimaginedhimtobethepowerfulkingoftherealmoeticsoul,belovedbyallhispeopleandsubjects.Aishaopehefridgeandsatysaveforafewbottlesofbeer.Inthesinktherewereafewchipped,unmatchedptesandbowls.Sheputherhandbagdownoable,bentdowntopullthestringsofthegarbagebagiightlytogetherandtookitouttothetrashroom.Shefoundanoldbroominoneer,brokendownandbarelyusable,butshemadethebestofit,sweptupthetrashonthefloorontothedustpanandthendumpedthemessintotheygarbagebin.
Dimitriwasstilldrowsilyasleepwhensuddenlysoftstealthymovements,theswayingofgarmentsandthefloralfragranceoforchidsawakenedhim.Thatohsofamiliarfragrance...wasn’tthatthefragranceofAisha?Dimitri’sheartlurchedandheimmediatelysatuponthesofa.AishasawDimitriwasawakeandsaid,
“HiDimitri,areyouawake?Didyouhaveagoodnap?”Dimitrireizedthevoiceimmediately,whifirmedtheidentityofhisvisitor.
“Isthatyou,Aisha?You’reback!Good.Good.”Hepattedtheemptyseatohimandsaid,“eandsitdown.”Aishawalkedoverandsatdowohim.
“Howareyou,Aisha?Areyht?Ihopeyouweren’thurt.IheardthatMedusawasbadlywounded.Howisshedoing?AreWhiteFairyandDeannastillintheheartoftheforest?”
“Yes,Iamwell.Medusa’swoundsareundertrol.Thebleedinghasstoppedandsheisresting.WithWhiteFairyandDeannatakingcareofher,sheisingoodhands.”
“That’sgood.Thethreeofthemhadalwayslivedthatpartoftheworldanditisgoodthattheyremainthere.DidDornaebackwithyou?Thatnaughtygirlworriesme.”
“She’sbadishelpingoutatthebakerytogetherwiththeirls.Shehasalwaystreatedyandishappy.”
“Good.Charmaineainearelivingintheirpathemoonandthosethathavepassedawayarenolohus.Theresthaveallebaundaneworld.”
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