Chapter 41: Chapter 37

Peter

 

He was cold. The blanket under which he lay scratched and the mattress was hard. For a brief moment, he didn't know where he was. But then it came back to him: The inn!

Several men had freed the carriage from the tree in the storm. It had not been an easy task and had taken a long time, as they gradually sawed the tree into pieces. After that, they helped the prisoners out of the carriage. The owner of the inn, a friendly man with white hair, had offered them rooms for the night, hot tea, dry clothes, and soup. Peter was grateful for that.

With difficulty, he got up, everything hurt, and made his way to the spacious restaurant of the inn. His father and the baron, who had also been lent clothes, were already waiting for him there. The two men sat at a table and drank coffee. The table was set, and a pot of coffee stood in the middle of it. At the tables around them sat the guests of the inn, as well as their coachman and the guards, one of whom wore a bandage around his head. Babette was nowhere to be seen. Was she still asleep?

"Good morning," Peter murmured, sitting down next to his father.

"Did you sleep well?", Friedrich wanted to know.

"To some extent." Peter rolled his stiff shoulders. "But better than inside the carriage!"

"Of course, you did!" The innkeeper's wife came to their table and placed a basket of rolls on it. She was younger than her husband. How much younger Peter could not estimate. Maybe ten years? "Our rooms are much more comfortable than a broken carriage. My husband and I missed asking you for your names yesterday?" She looked at the three. When she looked at Peter's father, she smiled amused. "You look like the king!"

The faces of the royal family had been painted often enough for many citizens to recognize them, but not all. The Queen's face was minted on coins. A simple painting of the royal family hung in every good inn and on the market square in castle town stood a statue of the queen.

"Such a coincidence," Friedrich said dryly.

The Baron looked sternly at the Unsuspecting Woman. "You are talking to the king." He spoke softly so that the other guests would not hear it, so there wouldn’t be a tumult or something similar. So far, none of the guests seemed to have recognized them and that should remain so.

"What?" Now the lady seemed confused.

"This is King Friedrich", explained the Baron.

Peter's father smiled. "Thank you for your help. We are very grateful to you."

The lady blushed. "Oh no! How embarrassing... I'll go and get the rest of your breakfast..." Then she hurried away.

Babette had now arrived at their table and sat down next to Peter. In the simple clothes she had been given, she actually looked pretty. But she didn't look happy. Her blond hair was open, instead of ornate and strangely coiffed.

"These clothes scratch!", were her first words.

"Good morning Babette," Peter greeted her. "Would you rather wear your wet dress?"

"Peter!", hissed his father.

The baron laughed. "These are simple people, Sparrow. That's all we can expect from them."

Peter looked at the clothes he had been given. A simple, beige cotton shirt and dark cloth trousers. "It's clearly better than our soaked clothes, Babette. The dress suits you."

Babette looked at him suspiciously. She pointed with her hand to the light brown dress that belonged to the innkeeper's daughter, as they had learned in the evening. "This dress? Is this a joke?"

"Certainly not. You should wear simple dresses more often."

Now Babette looked angry. "Simple? Me and simple? And what about you? YOU wore a floral scarf with your suit yesterday!"

"Babette", her father interrupted her. "Please don't make a scene here. You can talk to Peter about his poorly chosen wardrobe later."

Peter rolled his eyes. Poorly chosen!  There was a lot of thought (and admittedly defiance) in the choice of his daily wardrobe! And he never chose 'bad'. Even his dressing gown was more dressy than Babette's best choice!

The innkeeper came back to her table with breakfast.

 

Julia

 

Julia faced a problem. In about an hour, she would be taught magic again and she didn't know what she wanted to do. Did she want to keep it a secret that she had shown more magic than she would have liked? Or should she tell her teachers? Which would be reasonable and certainly the better decision, but Julia didn't want to be a witch. And she didn't want to be one of the most powerful. Unfortunately, she could not ignore her existence as a witch...

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Julia hardly listened in class. She just had math. But math seemed very unimportant to her compared to the latest developments. Besides, she didn't want to help Lea with the financial stuff. So why did she need math?

And was she really sure she had healed her ankle herself? Had she caused rain? And the wind? Had the wind been her work? Perhaps there was another, simple explanation. Maybe Sophie was a witch? Or elves could use magic? Or the two wolves? Or was it all coincidence? Had the window perhaps been open after all? The answer to all the questions was 'no'. There was only one possibility: it was Julia's magic.

What crap!

Her mother would be thrilled as soon as she found out about it.

In regard to Julia's not-exactly-perfect grades, that might not have been so bad after all. Good news, after all. At least in the eyes of the Queen. What exactly did her mother imagine for her? Julia should bear responsibility, that much was certain. Something her mother expected from all her children. But Julia hadn't found her place yet.

The academy should help her with this. But she herself felt out of place. It was all wrong. Would she ever find her place in the world?

And not to forget about her feelings for her servant.

What was she supposed to do?

The most sensible thing would be to take a step back. But her heart didn't want that. 

And last, she was plagued by the vision of Peter. Was he okay? She wanted to write him a letter later.

When it was time for the magic class, she decided to be sensible and told the three teachers what had happened. They were surprised and wanted to test whether it was true.

And it was true.

While her classmates were still talking, she was subjected to a short test:

She should make a pen float.

To do this, she should firmly imagine how the pen lifted off the table and then let it happen. Something that sounded simple, but wasn't easy. After a few unsuccessful attempts, she finally succeeded. And this did not go unnoticed by her classmates. Even before the actual class began, her teachers decided that she needed a tutor for each kind of magic, while her classmates tried to run her over with their questions.

Julia sighed.

Maybe Sophie would teach her how to bake?

 

Marie

 

Marie couldn't believe her eyes. The princess made a pen float! She knew what this meant: Julia would soon be one of the most powerful witches and wizards! She wasn't just a seer! Manipulative magic! This meant that she could also use healing magic or soon could use it! She would have loved to applaud!

"This is exciting!", she said to Pia. "This is so wonderful for her. Julia's magic showed itself very late and now she is one of the most powerful... Or rather, in a few years she will be one of the most powerful. Her magic is still growing."

"This is really amazing." Pia nodded. "And we can accompany her on her way. It's an honor."

"Isn't it? I can't wait to tell my parents about it!"

"That’s exciting, yes."

Marie had an idea. "We should celebrate this! Let's organize a little celebration and surprise Julia with it!"

"Yes, that sounds good. But where do we want to celebrate?"

"That's a good question..." Marie thought for a moment... "Maybe we can use our classroom? Let's ask later..."

The lessons began, but Marie could not concentrate on them. In her mind, she was already gathering ideas for the celebration.

She wanted to buy a cake in town and she needed decorations... The celebration should be perfect! After all, it was for the princess!

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