"So, we need new weapons?"
"Yep," Aries said as he looked over the weapon rack once again. "There's no way that these can be sharpened. I think time has finally got to them."
Cadmus growled. "Damn. I really thought they could be useful."
"Do not worry too much, Cadmus. I'm sure we can find a smithy somewhere in the capital...if we depart for it."
Two days had passed without Giscela running into any patrols or anyone sent to attack the cave. The Spymaster even went as far as a quarter of the way to Rendelen to check and she only ran into merchants and peddlers. Aries still felt comfortable going over what kind of weaponry they had, just in case Edward had another fire lit under him. But he figured that the nobleman needed to spend time mending his broken heart first.
Cadmus would still leave occasionally to take care of errands which left Aries in charge of the cave and menial tasks. The knight was happy to do so, cleaning and keeping things tidy in the rooms and otherwise. The wisps that followed him around were now less of a nuisance and more like interdimensional pets.
They particularly liked to float around his chest where he had developed a scar. His body had healed okay, but Aries found that there were occasional bouts of pain like he could still feel the arrow lodged in his chest. Cadmus told him not to worry and that it was normal, but Aries did not know what to think about it. He never had a wound healed by magic before, so there were no symptoms or signs that pointed towards an error. Aries figured everything was fine, but the idea of the wound reopening was not absent from his mind. During baths, he made sure not to vigorously scrub the scar.
"Aries..."
"Oh, don't use that worrying tone with me, Cadmus. I know what I signed up for..."
Cadmus frowned. "I do not know if we should even go to Rendelen. You nearly died from an arrow that was shot by one of the King's guards. If we go to Rendelen, I could be putting you at risk again."
Aries sighed and rolled his eyes. "Cadmus, I can handle myself. Stop thinking you abandoned me. We talked about this..."
Cadmus was not having it. The dragon rumbled. He always did such a sound when he was upset and Aries was starting to pick up on those little signs. His tail would flick when he was happy, his shoulders would visibly slump when he was sad and his eyes would have this shine about him when he was feeling mischievous. Aries noticed that the last one popped up a lot more in the baths than anywhere else.
"If we go, you must promise me that you won't leave my side."
Aries snorted. It was like he had a keeper now. "Fine, I promise."
Cadmus had a look of satisfaction. "Very good."
Aries pursed his lips, a quiet pausing coming between him. The knight pretended to inspect the blades in front of him again but his mind was still occupied with the conversation.
"Cadmus, I'm not a child. You cannot treat me like I'm this glass vase just waiting to be cracked into pieces," Aries spoke up.
"I'm not. I am finding it hard to understand as to why you want to dive head first into a hornets nest. Aries, I had to pull an arrow out of you! I don't wish to do that ever again."
Aries stood up and turned around to come face to face with a very upset Cadmus.
"Cadmus, sit down at the table..."
The dragon blinked before making his way over to the table. He pulled a seat out for Aries and then sat himself down. Cadmus followed Aries close, his eyes searched Aries for something but could only find general nervousness.
"You know you can tell me anything," Cadmus said with a pleasant trill to his voice. His tail flicked back and forth. The only thing that Cadmus needed was an explanation.
"I know, so... get comfortable. This story is going to start from my beginning."
Aries starts where he promised, with his birth in the stables. In which his mom, Mary, cared after horses belonging to some of the greatest warriors, knights, and philosophers to have ever graced Randelen's halls. Mary was paid handsomely for it, but her job required her to always be available even when heavily pregnant. Aries mentioned that his mom had often joked that he was always meant to be born in the stables because he belonged among the asses.
He spoke of his growing up as an only child. How he was coddled by his mother because it was so hard to have him. How he was given a strict and honorable upbringing by his father. He mentioned his dream, the one he'd had the first night he was in the cave. Playing with a wooden sword and pretending he was a knight with his friends; of riding on horses with his father. It was a good life, but certainly not easy.
Cadmus smiled, Aries' energy rubbing off on him. Cadmus had the thought of an ideal life. One that was full of an energetic young Aries under the wing of a firm but loving family. But, the dragon knew what was coming next.
"Leo was deployed in the war against Lanish and he never came home... You know the rest. You know how much I need to find the truth. "
"I...need to remember that part about you. I need to remember that your story is tied with mine."
Cadmus clutched Aries' hand tighter. "You have done so much for me. You have nearly sacrificed your life, so if this is what you want, I promise we will find answers in Rendelen. If we can get the King on our side, we can gather documents. Someone has answers."