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Some cages held chains, but nothing moved within them.
Her heart didn’t break at the sight, instead she felt an overwhelming urge to do violence. Her resolve to kill whoever had committed this act hardened.
Her cousin didn’t speak as she walked down the aisle, her boots clipping against the ground. The sound of chains breaking following every step, the black light at her feet spreading out.
Turning her own attention away from her cousin, she noticed a door to her right. Glancing at her cousin, she assured herself the woman was fine. With Lanias in such a mood, it would be suicide to attack her.
Walking over to the door, she reached out and turned the knob. Her body stiffened as she felt the magic work on the other end. Muttering a curse, she shoved the door open just in time to see the warlock lift a blade high above a basket. With no hesitation she threw her short sword like a javelin.
They slammed into his back with a thumping sound, his body jerked once before he fell forward slumping over the basket. Weak mewls of distress emanated from said basket.
Running over, she shoved his body aside to meet amber eyes filled with tears. Her gaze moved from their eyes to their pointed ears in shock.
“Elves?”
She jumped spinning around to find her cousin standing behind her, before she whipped her eyes back to the babies.
“He was trying to kill them,” she pointed at the dead body.
“Elves aren’t allowed past the veil in the human world or Veil city,” Lanias groaned, “And there is no way to send them back.”
“We can’t?” Oye questioned, staring down at the silent babies who stared at her with far more awareness than most babies she’d ever seen. “Wouldn’t their parent’s want to know they’re okay?”
“To do so, would reveal that their children were taken in the first place.” Her cousin said as she crossed her arms. “Veil City and the Elves, both agreed to leave each other’s territories alone. This would start another war.”
Then she gave a cursory look around the room, “Then again, they might not have parents.”
“Why do you say that?” Oye asked, making her blade disappear. Moving to the side of the large basket she reached her hand out only for her fingers to get grabbed. She paused at the sensation of such a little hand grabbing hers, and felt something inside her heart tightened.
“Elves have a hard time having children, these three would be heavily guarded and the very idea of them disappearing would stir the nest of those snobs.” Lanias explained, only to stare at Oye in confusion. “What are you doing?”
“Picking him up, duh.” Oye explained, as she picked the most active one up. His body was warm, and his skin soft as she lifted him. He reached out and grabbed one of her braids. Attempting to put it in his mouth.
“You cannot keep him.” Lanias voice snapped.
Sighing, Oye shot her an annoyed look. “I wasn’t thinking of keeping him, but I do know where they can be until we find something, anything about who they belong to.”
“And where is that?” Lanias demanded.
“An orphanage, the one run by Mama D.”
She felt her cousin’s gaze pierce her before she heard her click her tongue. “Very well, the other children we’ll see if they have guardians if not they will be sent to CBPS (Child Being Protective Services).”
With that she turned on her heel, and left.
Oye didn’t move her eyes from the baby boy in her arms. “I wonder what your name is?” she asked, but he only blinked at her. She turned her gaze to the other two and smiled. “I guess it wouldn’t be right to not name you three, huh?”
“Quill, if you play with my decorative blades again, I will never bring you Veil City candy again,” she said as she finished bandaging his hand.
First he gasped like a shocked grandma before he pouted. “But Big sis—”
She shook her head, closing the first aid kit with a sharp click. Standing, she placed her hand on her hips, and sternly frowned down at him. “You and your brothers can’t keep performing dangerous stunts. I only have so many bandages, so promise me you won’t play with any sharp objects again?”
He frowned; his brow wrinkled.
“Quill?”
He pursed lips. “Okay.”
