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We walk in silence as we head to the assembly. We pass the water hole and go to the seating next to the children’s playground while mother’s watch over the orclings.
We sit on one of the benches in the far back in silence.
Silences between me and Owa are normally comfortable but not this one. I have so much to ask her. She is supposed to be the one who sees everything. She called Igor King and me Queen.
I would have thought that meant we were going to be alive for a little longer than a few weeks to see that realized. But maybe I gave her too much credit.
“The blessing ritual needs an Odala-blessed sorcerer.” She says out of nowhere.
“What ritual?”
“For the little orcs. In this land, a month after young orcs are born, a blessing ceremony is performed. It is much more critical in your case, and it can’t be just any sorcerer. It needs an ordained sorcerer.” She speaks again but I only understand half of it.
With my head turning to her, I ask, “Aren’t you going to do it then?”
Her eyes turn to me before she shakes her head. “I am not qualified.”
Sheisn’t qualified? But how is that possible. Owa is the most powerful sorcerer I’ve ever met. Even Soni isn’t half the sorcerer she is.
“Then who is?”
She gives me a small, yet stiff expression and understanding comes to me. “Mymother?”
“She is ordained yes.” Owa says.
“How do you—”
My words get cut when a shadow moves above us and the screams that follow make me look up. A chill runs through my body when my eyes land on a blue creature a size I have never seen before as it flaps its fiery orange wings. I barely notice the dust that rises up.Is this the creature that took Igor from me?
I find myself standing on my feet. The dragon breathes fire as it attempts to clear the path to land but some of our warriors are out with their weapons. The dragon roars loudly and even I find myself shaken. Zod leaps forward with his axe, but I see a small lump when the dragon is almost on the ground.
“Stop!” I shout as I move closer. “Stop! He is there. Stop.”
I try to rush forward. The creature turns its fiery eyes to me, and it seems a sense of recognition falls on it. It lowers its left wing and tips its left side and an unconscious lump of iron drops.
The creature roars and is in the air with a blinding speed and with one powerful flap it takes flight. In the next moment, it is out of sight.
I get Igor while everyone else is still shocked. My heart soars when I hear a low groan.
“Igor.” I drop on my knees next to him. I take his face in my hands. I try to feel for his temperature. He doesn’t look to be injured at all; he just looks exhausted.
“Igor, can you hear me?”
He groans again before his eyes peel open slowly. The world stops when he looks at me. The brief moment brings me back to life and like our babies know it, they kick.
His eyes close then he smiles. “Did you miss me?”
My whole world turns to rage, and I want to strangle him. Did I miss him? This orc!
I will have his sack when he wakes, but right now is the time for joy.
We are surrounded the next moment and he is carried to our quarters.
I follow, never leaving his side even as Owa and Soni prepare things for him to drink. They say he is exhausted, but he is fine.
After they leave, he is still not up, so I curl next to him in our bed, and I stay up watching him.
I have so many questions. I need so many answers. And I owe him a long warning about never doing that again.
