Chapter 181: Unexpected Encounters
Gawain revelled in her actions, her heart light with amusement as she continued to smack Baobhan Sith. The fairy's protests filled the air, but Gawain felt an odd sense of satisfaction, recalling how her parents had once playfully fought with her.
Ah, this is how it feels! she thought. I can't wait for a little brother or sister to tease! I'll be the one who gets to say, "You're so naughty!" every day and find excuses to play around like this.
The more she thought about it, the more determined she became, her grip tightening as she slapped Baobhan Sith harder. The fairy's cries were now punctuated by the glimmer of tears she couldn't hold back, a natural reaction to the pain. Yet, both were too proud to admit defeat—Baobhan Sith refusing to surrender and Gawain intent on teaching her a lesson.
Even Lott, watching the scene unfold, felt a pang of sympathy for the fairy. This is quite the spectacle, he mused, bemused by the sight of his daughter spanking a defeated opponent.
Morgan arrived at the scene, bewildered. "What on earth is happening here!?" she exclaimed, unable to comprehend the sight of Gawain and a fairy entangled in such a bizarre conflict.
This wasn't the epic battle she had imagined—rubble strewn about, enemies vanquished, and Lott standing triumphantly amidst the chaos. Instead, she witnessed her daughter treating Baobhan Sith like a misbehaving child.
Is this the fairy sent to confront us? Morgan thought, confused. She had expected a large, intimidating force, not this solitary, embarrassed fairy.
"Yes, I'm Baobhan Sith, the Scottish fairy," the fairy declared, trying to maintain her pride despite the circumstances.
Morgan raised an eyebrow, genuinely puzzled. "Scottish? Have you met my sister, Scáthach, the Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows?"
Baobhan Sith's face fell, her harp slipping from her grasp in shock. She doesn't know who I am? Anger and humiliation warred within her.
And what does she mean by her sister? Baobhan Sith's mind raced. Scáthach? The same woman who had once nearly hunted her down? The realization sent chills down her spine.
Morgan chuckled inwardly at the fairy's sudden quietude, pleased with the turn of events. "Let's take this goblin named Baobhan Sith to join the rest of the captives," she suggested, feeling that her earlier fears were misplaced. This fairy seemed less a threat and more an amusing distraction.
"Alright!" Gawain replied enthusiastically, still holding Baobhan Sith firmly.
As they prepared to leave, Lott couldn't help but reflect on the unexpected nature of the encounter. Baobhan Sith, who was once seen as a formidable opponent, is now just another fairy prisoner. I didn't know anything about her character back then, he thought, remembering her reputation and how she had been perceived in the past.
Baobhan Sith, caught in a mix of embarrassment and dread, realized the weight of her situation. What a downfall for a fairy knight... she lamented internally, wishing for the days when she had commanded respect rather than ridicule.