Chapitre 6: Chapter Five: A Toast to Fate
The forge's final embers cast a dim glow, the lingering warmth a testament to a day well spent. As Master Faelon departed for the night, his words of caution and guidance echoed in Kael's ears. The weight of the newly acquired gold coins lay heavy in his pocket, a reminder of potential and responsibility.
Kael stood in the fading light, his thoughts a maelstrom of possibilities. Faelon's suggestion to treat himself to a proper bed and a bath echoed in his mind, a simple luxury that seemed foreign yet enticing. With a sense of purpose, he retrieved two gold pieces from his pouch, determined to embrace this newfound opportunity.
The tavern's allure pulled him, its familiar glow promising a refuge from the weariness of the day. As he entered, he spotted Elara amidst her tasks, her presence a comforting beacon amidst the sea of strangers. Without hesitation, he approached her, a determined smile gracing his lips.
"Elara," he addressed her, his voice holding a warmth that mirrored his smile.
She looked up, surprise flitting across her features as she took in his resolute expression. "Kael?"
His question was straightforward, his curiosity piqued. "What's your favorite drink?"
Caught off guard, Elara hesitated for a moment before answering, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "River Dream Wine, but why do you ask?"
Kael's smile widened, his decision already made. He made his way to the bartender, the exchange with Elara etched in his mind. He requested two glasses of River Dream Wine, the name unfamiliar to him but significant in its meaning to her.
The bartender's eyebrow arched inquisitively, but Kael's eagerness was undeniable. A short search later, the bartender returned with a bottle in hand, confirming that it was indeed the wine Kael had asked for. Kael's response was a simple nod, his anticipation building.
As the glasses were poured and placed before him, Kael's heart raced with a mixture of excitement and nerves. He awaited Elara's arrival, his smile growing wider as he saw her approach.
Her surprise was evident as she took in the glasses of wine before her. "Kael, what's all this?"
With a flourish, he extended a glass toward her. "A glass of River Dream Wine for you."
Her eyes widened in astonishment, her gaze meeting his with a mix of gratitude and confusion. "How did you..."
Kael shrugged nonchalantly, his excitement palpable. "I asked around."
Elara's lips curved into a shy smile, her fingers wrapping around the delicate stem of the glass. She took a sip, the taste seemingly transporting her to another realm.
Kael admitted his ignorance with a sheepish grin, causing her to laugh softly. The shared moment felt like a treasure, a bridge between their worlds that was both intimate and uncertain.
As the evening unfolded, they sipped the wine and shared stories, the hours slipping away unnoticed. The conversation flowed effortlessly, as if the wine itself had unlocked a wellspring of shared experiences.
In the midst of their laughter and confessions, Kael revealed the coins he had brought with him. Elara's eyes widened in astonishment, her surprise evident. "Kael, this is... a lot."
He offered her one of the gold coins, his gesture a mix of sincerity and friendship. "I want you to have it."
Elara's fingers closed around the coin, her expression a mixture of disbelief and gratitude. Several days' worth of work now rested in the palm of her hand. Her words held a hint of vulnerability. "I can't accept this."
Kael offered her an understanding smile, his voice gentle. "Consider it a gift, a way to have a little more time for ourselves."
Touched by his gesture, Elara's arms found their way around him in a tight embrace. Her gratitude was unspoken yet palpable, a warmth that reached into his very soul.
The evening drew to a close, the tavern's ambiance a testament to the stories shared and the moments cherished. Kael stood, the weight of the gold coin now residing within Elara's grasp. With a sense of satisfaction, he offered his farewell, his steps carrying him toward a local inn.
As the inn's door swung open, the soft light within embraced him, its warmth a promise of comfort and respite. The innkeeper greeted him warmly, and Kael's decision was made. He would indulge in a proper bed and a bath, a luxury that seemed worlds away from the forge's shadows.
With a heart full of experiences and a pocket lighter by two gold coins, Kael found himself in a room of his own for the night. As he settled into his rented room, the world beyond the forge beckoned with a promise of discovery, friendship, and perhaps even love.
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