Chapter (77): Kick

The Knights arrived at a small town near Moon Lake. It was noon and they were starving. The village was small but the bazaar was open. People were selling and purchasing supplies. They didn't turn their heads to look over at the knights. It wasn't odd for them to see these folk. They used to cross that village for traveling around the country. The riders halted and dismounted from the horses.

"After having lunch, we would move."

Wilmore declared and led the horse to the Cafe that was the knights' haunt. The place was way noisy and unlike what Natasha preferred. The men were perfumed by the scent of fish and weed smoke.

"Why am I having to endure you guys?"

"You got back to the first structure." Hux blurted.

Eliot couldn't understand what the siblings were talking about. Was the place so disgusting that she was growling at them? Or they were pulling her legs!

They were walking beside the shops and arrived at a wooden building. The scent that was coming from there could say why a girl hated that place.

Above the door was a board that the name on it was already half remained only "Moon D*ck!"

Eliot looked up, they needed to put the letter "E" there not to misunderstand people. That could make a Lady blush and think bad about the Knights but it seems the knights didn't even care.

"Are you under obligation with this place?"

Natasha nagged again.

"Here has good food! I crave grilled fish and those vegetables added to it."

Huxley's mouth was already watery for it. He didn't mention the drinks that could bring warmth to his frozen inward contents.

"Go feed the horses to stable, Eliot!"

Ordered Wilmore.

"Why him?" Protested Natasha.

"Because he must learn the rules to respect the elders."

Answered Hux as Wilmore ignored her and walked to the cafe, making her curse under her breath.

"You can go with him if you like, sister."

Hux mocked and followed his prince, he tossed a satchel of coins to the young man.

Natasha stood beside Eliot, she snatched her eyes from him.

"How are you doing?"

He asked, watching the satchel in his hand.

"Terrible!"

Natasha grabbed the lariat of Hux's horse and led them to the stable.

"Are you mad at me?"

Eliot moved after she brought the other horses.

"You shouldn't have left your people. The knights' life is not like what you think, full of honor." She made an angry face.

Eliot wasn't sure what she meant, Were not they capturing criminals and lawbreakers? Which part of it was bad?

"I don't think so! Helping people is an honor even if the orders are strict."

Natasha found him being so naive. If he thought so then she could not protest him, he needed to experience that how cruel some of the rules were.

"One day you will take those words back."

She opened the stable door, a smoking scrawny man dragged a dig of his weed.

"Hey, that is not for free! Even for murderers!"

Murderers! Eliot felt the jolt in his brain.

"How dare you?" He shouted.

Natasha ducked her head out, her eyes had no expression, "just pay him a coin."

Eliot shot the man an aggressive glare and put out a bronze coin and tossed it to him.

"Rude!" The man muttered.

Eliot clenched his fist and went inside. Why did he call them murderers? If it were not for them carrying the swords those enemies that sharpened teeth for Velator's precious mines now were bedding their wives.

They led the horses to food and buckets of water.

"Don't dangle with people and ignore their insult if you do unlike Wilmore would punish you. My cousin is not a soft leader!"

She warned the young man and felt pity that he didn't know how Wilmore would make Eliot bleed in the pieces of training.

"Natasha, there is something that I want to tell you." He poured clover for the horses.

"I hear you."

He paused, why was it hard to tell her about him being bit in those vampire attacks? He closed his eyes, opened his mouth to speak.

"Hey, what are you doing? You can't stay here and flirt!"

Eliot hissed and clutched his teeth. This guy was riding on his nerves.

"Let's leave, tell me in Bolingtone."

Natasha said, closing the horse barn's door.

Eliot did the same and went after her. Natasha passed by the man, "make sure our horses eat good clover otherwise I might want to sharpen my dagger with your mouth. Take care of your mouth if you wanted it to be fed with your woman's breast."

She warned him to keep the muteness as urgent while seeing them.

They were in front of the door when they heard noises from inside. Natasha pouted! That was Rave's voice, how could he reach them this fast? They were one hour ahead of him.

"I think there is a quarrel inside. Now I understand what you meant."

"You just heard, but watching it can't be compared to what I was nagging."

They stepped inside of the cafe and met the warmth first then the broken table. A man was swirling on the floor in pain, grabbing his broken leg. The food of plates was wasted and scattered there.

Rave spread on the chair near the counter, he was not a person who be interested in harsh ways but this guy just yanked him and called him the son of a whore. That was the limit, he was lucky that Rave just broke his leg and made him lame instead of muted forever.

"Got your lesson, huh? Next time use that tongue for insulting someone's mother then I will tear your ass, no kicking at all."

Rave shouted, picking the mug of drink on the table he made it one sip and smashed it on the table.

The cafe fell in silence, no one interfered so just watched the show and even the flies wouldn't dare to make a buzz, then, it exploded in cheer for Rave. To them, the strongest one was always welcomed.

"Too disgusting," Natasha noted.

Eliot covered her sight.

"You don't need to be good!" She added.

Eliot shook his head despite hating to keep her here, he smiled and guided her to the table that the prince and Hux were sitting quietly but their eyes fixed on Rave, both stern and cold shoulders.