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Back to Riva, Ryan dragged Jason to the stable after he was done cleaning every trace of the faeries being there.
The handkerchief should not be there for the sake of being, but they just wrapped everything, leaving there with no clue. His father told them that the whole thing sounded fishy. Why would a fae come and shelter here? How could those beasts infiltrate the faeries' land?
"Liege, why are we going to the Barson? Please spare Maxwell!"
Jason studied his intention. He shouldn't have told him about what Barbara said about the feast because now he was as if a fireball that could burn everywhere.
"It is not just about the snow feast. Bring the horses, I am telling you what he had done."
Jason nodded but doubted if it was a good idea to leave Riva mansion after recent troubles. He took out the horses while pouting as the malice thought expanded in his head.
"Last time that I got drunk and couldn't reach Luna was his mistake as well, he came along and warmed my head, made me drink with him. He ordered me one mug and with that I got drunk. I know, I am miserable."
He climbed up the steed and calmed his horse.
"What?"
Jason was amazed, so Maxwell was moreover a part of that occurrence.
"Yes, as I got drunk he left me."
Jason cringed as he got on the saddle. They hit the flanks of horses and hit the road to Barson.
"Do you think he had eyes on Luna?"
"After what I discovered from you, I have no doubt. Because that night I heard that his horse had died on the road of Riva all of a sudden. Whatever the bale was, it saved Luna from his nasty mind."
Ryan was furious. He knew that prince Wilmore, his not-loving uncle had beat him enough but that couldn't be like that. Ryan wanted to avenge his part. Especially now that Max had held the grudge against Luna.
"He is home, how can we reach out for him?"
Asked Jason.
"We would go to say hi!"
Ryan smirked. He was tending to visit the bedfast and teach him not to play with fire.
They quit the Riva road and galloped for Barson. His chest still ached but the remedy had done the half of healing process.
They arrived at the gate of Barson, Ryan waved a hand for Sir. Richmond and the guards hastily opened the railing gate for the son of Lord James that today dressed in his black Nobel uniform that had golden needlework designs on his shoulders and the leaves patterns on his neckline. He yearned to remind these folk who he was and hurting his family wasn't something to ride flee of it solely, ever since the beginning, they should have carved this in their mind if not they must have expected the cost they must pay.
Barson was quiet, and the locomotive strangely was there yet. A fine cart and a few men in black uniforms passed by them in rush. They could be merchants who were going to Silk village seeking the new fantastic textiles.
Ryan ignored the folk, slowing down his pace, he directed to the lab.
"We must come back here, the physician surely had found evidence about the demon."
He could make his father's tasks lesser by pursuing this matter.
They rode to the mayor's mansion.
"Slim chance, we have to get in, you know that right?" It was a remarkable notice that Jason pointed out to it.
"Then I will warn his father!"
"Hey, youths!" It was butcher John McCain who called them out.
He knew that this kid wouldn't leave the mayor's son with no sermon. All people in the town knew what had happened.
Ryan sneered, "yes, I hope they let us visit our dear bedfast!" He squeezed the rein in his hand.
"Make sure they do!"
The butcher turned while waving his hand. The bulky man was agreed with a scratch.
Ryan hooted and yanked the horse. Jason sighed, to him, it wasn't the solution because Ryan could have counsel with his father before taking steps to pinch Maxwell's ears.
After a few moments, they arrived at the mayor's mansion which was only one lane away from Black's mansion. The bushes were being trimmed by a middle-aged gardener man.
"Hello, master."
He greeted the man who already trimmed the garden perfectly and caught Ryan's attention.
They halted and left the horses by the door where the guards were.
"Keep the horses!"
"Master, did you inform the mayor?" One of the guards asked, his voice shaky.
"Should I?"
"But master..."
Ryan raised his palm, approaching the man, neared his mouth to his ears, "While you were feasting, imps were strolling around and the young master of this mansion was bothering my cousin! Maybe I should burn here if negotiations are not permitted."
The cringed man just peered at the other guard with widened eyes.
"Yes, master! I apologize."
He shout out loud and shoved his figure out of the way so they went inside, keeping the animals near the fountain in front of the steps of the mansion.
The guards exchanged glances, "he would fire us!" The one who was standing away noted.
"When his son was playing with fire he should have expected this, not our mistake, I would leave on my own not guarding such a bastard!"
The guard noted, he would rather work on farms instead of being around this young rubbish master.
Ryan and Jason sneaked up the stairs and the door went wide. The Butler came outside and bowed his head for Ryan.
"How can I help you, Lord James?"
"I am here to meet, Maxwell!"
The butler panicked, distress was roaring out of his face. He had heard certainly and came to redress young master.
"I am sorry, but the young master is not in a proper condition."
"I didn't ask for permission, get out of my way before I burn here!"
Ryan calmly menaced, he had the urge of doing everything by now.
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