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“Oh, yes. That’s correct.” I decided to be honest. It couldn’t be concealed. Not anymore. “I’m sure you’ve heard the rumors.”
Emre whistled. “Yes, but I wasn’t sure if I should believe them. Who is the victim?”
“Probably the Caid’s daughter.”
We turned left and the mosaic tiles of the floor turned from azure blue to periwinkle.
“What? His daughter is going to be given away like that?”
Frowning, I nodded. “I know. It sounds terrible. But do we have a choice?”
“That’s going to be a political mess,” Emre muttered. “We could try to stop it.”
Goosebumps prickled my skin. The last thing we needed was a Werewolf going up against the Lunja. That could be the catalyst of something more terrible.
“No, Emre. We can’t stop it. It’s already decided. There’s nothing we can do. Don’t stay stuff like that while the Elves are here. They are still touchy about the last war.”
He looked at me for a long moment before nodding his head in resignation. “I guess you are right. But it doesn’t make it right. I’m glad it isn’t you.”
“Me?” I turned my head. “What makes you think it could be me? I’m not a royal. The Caid isn’t either, but that’s a different story.”
“Well, if they consider the Caid royalty. So are you. By Elvish standards, you are as good as a princess. Everyone removed six generations from a previous Caid is.”
“In that case, half of Midar is royalty.” I pointed out. “It’s not a title that ranks very high. And considering the number of kids the Caids usually have, it would be impossible to keep track. It’s nothing to gloat about.”
“I’m not sure if that makes me feel better or not.” Emre chuckled. “Elves are rather particular about customs like these. It makes sense, seeing how unfertile the bunch are.”
“They aren’t all that bad.” I defended them. “That’s not a nice thing to say.”
“It’s not like the Elves are any better.”
“Well, I expect better from you. The Elves can be Elves.”
We arrived at the front doors and Emre pushed them open, letting in a gust of frigid air. I took a seat at my desk while he sat down in another chair. The chair creaked. He looked like a grown man sitting in a six-year-old’s chair.
He grinned at me, and I couldn’t help but return the smile. We talked for a while longer until he finally asked me what I was doing this weekend.
“I’ve not made any plans. Why?”
“The Runes department has organized a team-building activity. It won’t be anything particularly special. We’ll just have a nice dinner at one of the many restaurants in the souk, then we’ll go to see the Great Wall to decipher the runes there. I’ve never been before.”
“A runes professor never visiting the Great Wall? Shouldn’t that have been the first thing you did when arriving here?”
“No, I’m not an ancient runes expert. And who knows? Maybe I’ll figure it out.”
I raised an eyebrow. “That’s optimistic, don’t you think?”
He shrugged. “I like to be optimistic.”
“Well, I’ll go with you then,” I said. “I’ve been wanting to see the Great Wall again. And it would be nice to have some company. Wouldn’t I be intruding?”
He dismissed the idea. “The other professors have invited friends, pupils, and other like-minded individuals to join them. You wouldn’t be intruding. It would be nice to have someone to talk to about the Wall.”
I accepted his offer with a grin.
“Great. I’ll send you the details later.”
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