Time passes with the silver-skinned, pinkish-meaty fish cooked over the campfire. At least Augusta’s portion is cooked. Breaze gladly devoured four of the remaining many dozens of the raw treats freshly caught from the lake waters. All others are happily eaten when fished.
He ate the four while Augusta shares the collected information in concern to various events about the twin emperors’ deaths. That leads to both agreeing about the Griffin emperor’s death seems to be coordinated with a gemstone theft. It took a bit of convincing but Breaze accepted that as truth. That mostly is due to the idea that all Felidea held no responsibility for Averous`s death. It is impossible because the cat humanoids nearly worship the murdered twin emperors.
The known factual things lead to the truth of cloaked off-worlders killing both Griff leaders. The timing of it is a year between the two assassinations. Those deaths have something to do with an enormous gemstone. One sought after by an entity that knows a few things about Augusta. If suspicion is correct about that then the thievery loudly proclaimed theft nine.
“ Ninth one, number nine stone with the last one occurring a Titanian a century ago. Back then it was the energy of the Terran astrological of Libra. ” Breaze conveys, giving attention to the amount of time between thefts being longer than most other ones.
” That is true. ” Agrees Augusta while picking up and nibbling bits of the fish laying on a flat stone that serves as a plate. ” Tierra said that about it. She believes planet Earth, me and the thefts are connected. Someone is playing games. Someone who tries to instill fear or an understanding of something. ”
“ Maybe,” Ponderously adds Breaze, as he watches the flames dance within the circle of campfire stones.
“ Well, Ignis claims the thefts are warnings, a controlling of future actions in concern to me. ” Augusta states of a known repeat of facts shared at other times.
Breaze thinks about that as he settles. His beastly body wraps around the small area of the campfire and Augusta. He then shares one of the things Aquaes conveyed about the gemstone thefts, ” Waterboy says that it’s someone who hates you. A powerful entity that wants to hurt you by using your Terran Mortal life against you. ”
She already understood that but thinks on that notion before sharing, “ Timis says very little but he says a lot too. He confirms nothing. But he wants to help me. Thus, I know the thefts are about me. ”
A yawn from Breaze has Augusta thinking it’s the Draconian`s time to sleep but she continues chatting, “ As you know, Timis mentioned that the gemstones are celestial energy. Some solar systems possess such to state their prominence in the universe. It’s a spiritual magic embracing special planetary biospheres. A sample is Terra… planet Earth. ”
“ Yes, I remember that being said.” Breaze supplies as reply with another yawn, a deeper one as he looks around the area to be sure no one is near. ” Tierra says the stones belong to Solar One Solar System, Earth’s system. Thus, it makes sense that you are involved. The target might be the manipulation of that solar system to achieve something. ”
He nestles down on the ground again while showing more sleepiness before adding, “ Solar One means a great deal to you. Some say that planet Earth means too much to you. That loyalty to Mortals annoys a multitude of Immortals. That includes Cian Immortalis`s eight children. They see the abdication of his life as disrespect since you behave as you do. Immortalis`s sacrifice of his eternity is seen as their sacrifice, a giving up of having Immortalis in the universe. They see you …well, you know what they claim. Additionally, they are not always quiet about it. ”
“ But they could not do anything to me.” Augusta sternly defends while knowing she has reinforced the male Wind Immortals’ imprisonment on their planets after several centuries in the Silent Abyss.
“ True and the four males could not without assistance. That helping may come from other powerful Immortals. There are many willing helpers throughout the universe. So, your adopted children could be trying to do something. ” Then a silence before further conveying, ” But, it is doubted that this gemstone game is the Wind Immortals or any NeoImmortals. However, it could easily be other powerful entities. Or at least that is what I assume. ” sleepily claims Breaze as he slips into exhaustion causing his last words to trail off.
“ Uhm, but who? Who hates me like that? Hates enough to murder innocent entities, to break Creator law…” Queries Augusta after finishing eating the fish.
“ Wind Gods, and a vast array of several thousand Immortals that have air element abilities, life creative abilities, ” Groggily replies Breaze while pulling himself into being almost awake before closing his eyes as sleep breathing abides.
“ Uhm, ” Arrives in a humming with a sigh as Augusta looks at the bones of Silver Nomlas fish.
Sitting there encircled by the grand dragon that is Breaze she snickers. Her thoughts are spoken aloud. “ Even when you sleep you believe that you protect me. Yet, it is me who is the master of all Air elements, Prime Neo, Goddess. ”
It amuses for a grand thing about Breaze is his belief that he protects her. Chevalier but it means more than a dutiful knight, it is a notion that she cannot exist without him. Within him, he understands that her great flaw is the bio-gen sleep that occurs on most planets.
That one portion of Mortal in the union with Immortal DNA creates the only question about her status as Goddess. However, that is solved by transforming into being soul, her soul is Air. And, that permits an ability to securely abide almost anywhere. Hence, the amusement that a Mortal Dragon protects. Yet, she allows it because it pleases him and that in turn is a joy.
Within that thought, Augusta rises to stand within the darkness of night. Ascending into the air brings a levitating and air walk over to the lake. It is here that she must do some self-care before going to meet the new Griffin Emperor. Thus, after descending to the pebbled earthen watery edge of the lake, Augusta begins removing clothing.
Firstly, the hooded cloak of dark blue embroidered all over with tiny silver Air elemental symbols. It falls to the ground around her feet. Then an unbuttoning of silver buttons of the knee-length Romanesque tunic of sky-blue silk. Quickly it slips to drops from the body. It too is embroidered with symbols of status. Therefore Augusta is almost nude with the only remaining clothing being a lacy upper-body undergarment. A sensual-styled garment that wraps her ample breasts. That slips off with a flick of clasps. This provides a stunning, standing nude within seconds and a sinful smile of having self-care time.
Walking forward a swaying of those beautiful curves brings a sweeping gesture of her left hand toward the lake. It creates a swift wind gust to scoop up all of the garments before tossing those into the water for washing. She soon uses elemental air dancing in the lake water to wash the clothing. It occurs as she swims to cleanse herself. Cleansing, to then lounge on the water as wind gusts place the clothes on tree branches to dry the items.
Nearly three hours of self-care, along with the pleasure of sensual self-pleasure play brings her standing on a grassy area. Then a summoning of the wind to dress her again. And once dressed Augusta collects more wood to stimulate the campfire to give Breaze some warmth. That allows her to conjure up the hidden bundle of clothing for Breaze to wear during the coming events. Then Augusta settles back on the ground where she had been when he drifted into sleep. Hence, when he wakes some five hours later he is pleased that all is secure.
He sleepily chuckles in announcing, ” I know you moved. You always do this to me. So silly and you look clean. I too will wash and eat a few fish. Then dress in the clothes to meet the new royals”
” A few, a few,” she says laughing while pretending to be astonished. ” A few? ” arrives as a question in knowing full well that a few are possibly well over a hundred.
He sassily winks in rising before moving toward the lake as he proclaims, ” Big badass Dragon requires a breakfast. ”
She nods in agreement to sleepily yawn. Breaze notices this with the understanding that sunrise approaches. She must sleep so he walks with her to a tree close to the lake’s edge. She sits on the soil to lean against the tree as he conveys, “ You rest. I will find food for myself. After that, I will transform before dressings in those robes. Then we will depart for the Levant to let the new emperor meet the Griffs Goddess.”
No other words are spoken by either as Augusta’s eyes close to having her drift into the hour of sleep.
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