233 The round table tribe (Part 1)
“All of you here are connected, whether it is what you call fate or some other thing.” Chief Amaris laid down her observation to the four gentlemen, Anne, and also her son.
“Why were you think that we are connected? I mean, it was probably just a coincidence.” Xavier just couldn’t believe it, mainly because he never had a single thought of it before.
Justice, Vale, and Henry, on the other hand, think differently. They know something was wrong from the moment they go to search for the witch of the mountain. But they kept it in their mind for a while, since Anne came around in their life.
“It makes sense now, right, Justice?” Said Henry to the crown prince.
Justice nodded his head. “Yeah, just as we expected.”
Xavier looks at his best friend with a frown on his face, “Expected about what?”
“That we were actually never remember anything before the moment we entered the pub.” Said Justice to him, “I talked about this with Henry and Vale, we tried to talk about it with you as well, but… You seem not to care about it that much.”
The huntsman captain seems a bit hurt by the accusations. “Hey, in my defense, you tried to discuss this when I was drunk. Of course, I will say that I don’t care about it.”
“Alright! That’s enough, all of you!” Chief Amaris had enough of the bickering between the four gentlemen. She put her hands on her hips. “Now, what do you need to do? Any ideas?”
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“Actually, Mother, they are going to go to the round table tribe,” Brom tells his mother, while he was walking around the room, kind of like an agitated horse. Even Anne was curious.
His mother, Chief Amaris, looks at them with a frown on her face. “What are you going to do in that mysterious tribe, anyway? They are scary.”
All eyes then go to Vale. He winced at Chief Amaris and spoke, “Actually, I am one of them. My mother was from the round table tribe.” The woman was just flabbergasted and stared at Vale, he scratches his head, “Yeah… Although I never even go there in the first place, my grandfather raised me in…”
“Gendry town, yeah, I know all about it. The tribe lives in an unnamed village near Gendry town.” She muttered and tried to remember details, “I know about you from your grandfather, although the old fart never told me that your mother was the round table tribe woman.” Vale gasped, surprised at her words. She shrugs her shoulder. “Your grandfather is my long-time friend; I can call him the old fart if I want to… Well, was my long-time friend. What are you going to do there, seriously?”
Anne, who for the most part of the conversation was a quiet one, decided to take part in this discussion, “King Edward, told me about the prophecy that come from the tribe, it was about my arrival on this world, he thought it is about me.”
“Wait, first, I need to say… King Edward is from the round table tribe?!” She looks in awe and even stares at Justice, “You never told me that…”
Justice immediately raised his right hand to Chief Amaris. “For the record, I don’t know about it either.”
“Alright, fair enough.” Chief Amaris looks annoyed, but then questions Anne about the claim, “Are you sure this is a good way, dear, I mean, the round table tribe is so mysterious and secluded, the librarian doesn’t even have a record about the tribe.”
Anne gave her a bittered smile, “What else should I do? She bothered me endlessly and even gave Brom a nightmare. I don’t even want to think that she is the one responsible for… many things in their lives.” Said Anne while pointing at the four gentlemen, trying to hide Henry’s recurring nightmare.
Vale comes to her once again, giving her the warm hug that she really needs. He knows fully well that she feels a lot of sympathy and guilt over their problem after she left two years ago. They forgive each other, but the guilt that she bottled up remind always on her mind. Vale knew it, and the others obviously knew it.
“So… The round table tribe, huh? When are you leaving?” Asked chief Amaris again.
“Sadly, we can’t go for now. I have too many obligations after Javier’s funeral, and Anne needs to go back to her duty first, and so does the other.” Said Justice to Chief Amaris.
She doesn’t like the answer, and shakes her head, “No, no, you need to go, as soon as possible.”
“No, mother, your majesty is right. I mean, the round table tribe will always be there. We still need to go back to our duty first.” Even Brom agreed with Justice.
“No, I have a bad feeling about this, son. That’s why I want you to go as soon as possible.” She is still adamant about her choice, and will convince them to follow, “Think about it, who’s your enemy, the one that triggered the event that connected Brom to the arrival of Anne, and afterward, giving the introduction of the four influential men into the lives of a village girl in the middle of nowhere.” The others were quiet. They heard her carefully, absorbing every piece of information. “The one that is able to create a powerful spell that all of you need to work hard to find the cure.”
Brom, yawning so hard, rolled his eyes and asked his mother about the opinion that she was just laid on them, “So, what exactly you were trying to say, mother?”
“What I wanted to tell all of you is that the witch of the mountain is a powerful being that needs to be destroyed before she could wreak havoc in people’s life.” They look at each other. Chief Amaris senses doubt and she doesn’t like it. She slams her hands on the table. “What else do you need to know? Oh, I know, I think she is now going to target the round table tribe because possibly, she doesn’t want Anne to know about this prophecy!”
