That was the part that had stuck with Hector. These people were ready to trust him despite knowing nothing about him other than that he was Garovel’s servant. Apparently, that was the only thing that mattered. It was easy to forget, sometimes, that Garovel wasn’t just his friend but also his greatest connection to the world. And it was more than just how Garovel was keeping him alive physically; Hector hadn’t forgotten that it had also been Garovel’s connection with Mehlsanz that had allowed him to work with Lynn and the Queen so easily. And now, again.
He supposed it was only natural that Garovel would have ties to a shitload of people, but even still, he certainly hadn’t been expecting a sister.
‘I would’ve told you about Chergoa eventually,’ Garovel said privately. ‘We just hadn’t gotten around to that conversation yet.’
‘Uh-huh...’
‘Look, I haven’t seen her in... uh... I’m actually not sure how long it’s been. Four hundred years, maybe.’
‘Four hundred?!’
‘Possibly five. Time is such a blur.’
‘What the hell? Why so long? Did you have a falling out or something?’
‘If by “falling out” you mean I was being kind of a dick to her, then yes. That is exactly what happened.’
‘Ah... w-what’d you do wrong?’
‘Well. Um. When you spend as much time with someone as I’ve spent with Chergoa, it becomes pretty easy to get on each other’s nerves. And we’re siblings, so that just made it worse. Even when we agreed on something, we’d still find a way to argue about it.’
‘...This sounds an awful lot like an excuse, Garovel.’
‘Oh, no, I fucked up. I’m getting to that part. Don’t worry. I’m just giving you a bit of context.’
Hector smiled faintly in the darkness. ‘Okay...’
‘You have to understand, Chergoa and I have known each other for thousands of years. Just think about that for a moment. We have one of the oldest relationships in the world. Even among reapers, few have known each other THAT long. So to try to sum up our relationship in a concise way is just... it’s basically impossible.’
‘The two of you have seen some shit.’
‘...Yes, Hector. Eloquently put, thank you.’
‘Sure thing.’
‘The point is, Chergoa and I have often taken long breaks from one another. We’ve spent entire lifetimes apart and thought little of it when we saw each other again.’
A dark serial novel. Set in a modern fantasy world called Eleg. Mature language. Updates every night at midnight PST by ~400 words.
Hector's back. That makes me happy. At this moment I am just much more interested in what is going on on his end of things. Anyway thanks for the work. :)
ReplyDeletehttp://www.topwebfiction.com./vote.php?for=the-zombie-knight went and voted. Was sad to see that it had dropped a place.
ReplyDeleteHmm... The emperors are about six hundred years old, if I remember correctly. So Garovel probably spent the whole lifetime of his previous servant away from Chergoa.
ReplyDeleteWhy has nobody called Garovel Garry yet? He sounds like a Garry.
ReplyDeleteHey, the pages are still getting listed as chapter 92, not 93.
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ReplyDeleteWhoopsy. Thanks for pointing that out. Fixed now.
ReplyDeleteIf only Hector saw reapers as snails.
ReplyDeleteIt was easy to forget, sometimes, that Garovel wasn’t just his friend but also his greatest connection to [THE] world at large.
ReplyDeleteYou're missing a word. And I'm hyped for some Garovel backstory :D Keep up the good work Mister Frost.... and stay frosty :D (I know bad pun)
Fixed, thank you.
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