Chapter Fifty-Seven
The next morning, mother said absolutely nothing. Well, no, to be more precise she did say she was going to send me back to the academy at the end of the break for my third year, and while I did not show any outward signs of cheer, inside I was singing in sheer joy. Weeks later, I realized that Pierre had somehow created an entire corner of the garden filled with a pretty, decorative and exotic plant that was eerily familiar to me.
I inwardly sighed. I truly hoped father would use this great power responsibly.
The princess departed back for the castle, much to Louise's sad expression. A few well-placed tickling maneuvers got her back up in high spirits, and soon after, she received her first wand.
Somehow, nobody pointed out how I vacated the premises of the room the moment she aimed it at the feather atop the table, nor did they realize I had come back -then again, with their ringing ears and smoke-covered faces, they should have understood I had seen this coming.
Let us be clear, I waited two days before showing up inside mother's office where she did all of the house-holding and accounting stuff.
"Mother," I said gently, "Louise's magic is...quite the explosive revelation."
Karin eyed me warily, as if expecting me to somewhat hug or give her a peck on the forehead again, but still did answer. "Her tutors are working on it, Henry. She will succeed in the end."
"I was thinking," I said calmly, "Perhaps I could take her mind off her failures by bringing her outside on a manticore ride?"
Karin's eyes narrowed. "Is this a way for you to avoid doing your chores, Henry?"
I shook my head, a hand over my heart. "I swear it's not like this, mother. I'll wake up earlier and get started on them too. I was just thinking about doing something to cheer up my little sister-"
Karin's lips twitched, and then she nodded. "Very well, but ensure you are done with all of your duties before you depart, or I will double them," and as she swiftly promised that, I grinned.
"Love you, mother," and with that, I drew in to give her a peck on the cheek, only to be met with the sharp tip of a swordwand an inch away from my throat. To think I had managed to do this sort of trick half a dozen times before she wizened up...but indeed, I was taking a sledgehammer to the sharp edges of the Heavy Wind, and she was powerless to stop it.
"Your interactions with the Gramont are clearly starting to show," Karin said firmly, "Try not to learn anything else from him, do you understand?"
"Of course," I nodded as I stepped away from the sharp point of the swordwand. "I hope you'll have a pleasant day," and as soon as I said that, I bowed and made to retreat only to swiftly allow my feint to work to its full potential by encircling in a hug from the back Karin for a brief instant, "Got you!" I said with a giggle, giving her the peck I fully intended on giving her, before rushing out of the room, Karin's lack of exclamations a pretty clear sign that my attacks were working against her Rule of Steel.
And if they weren't, then she probably was too busy trying to wonder where she went wrong with my education.
"Louise," I said as I stepped inside her room, just in time to find her face down against the bed, her expression quite disheveled and faint traces of smoke leaving her strawberry blond hair. Once more, the tutors had probably given up. "Something tells me you're sad, and I don't like sadness in this house."
"I'm a failure," Louise grumbled. "I can't even lift a feather. Big sister Eleonore said she managed on her first try-" as she whined softly, I hummed and sat down by the edge of the bed, a hand on her head. Her hair was truly silky and smooth, the kind of hair quite similar to the soft feathers of a bird. As soon as I began to pat her head, Louise shifted her position on the bed so that her head ended up closed to the side of my lap. "What about you, big brother?"
"Well, I managed on my second," I said, "mostly because the first thing I levitated wasn't the feather, but the table." Aiming with a wand wasn't easy, especially when the small object stood over a far larger surface. Louise groaned, but I simply patted her head a bit more.
"Tomorrow, I'm taking you for a ride on Freedom," I said gently. "Would you like that?"
"On your manticore?" Louise whispered. "Is it different from a griffin?"
"It's not as soft or as cuddly," I acquiesced. "Keep this a secret from mother," I whispered, "But I'm going to bring you to a secret place of mine," I smiled. "I'm sure it will cheer you up."
"Really?" Louise whispered in return, looking up at me, "Mother doesn't know?"
"Indeed," I said with a wink, "My secret base."
My secret base wasn't really that much of a secret. The next day, Louise was so excited she woke up as early as six in the morning, which, by the way, was awfully early. I was awake from four though, since I needed to finish memorizing a few chants, and practicing with my spells. Still, as Louise eagerly hopped on the saddle and I held her tight, we lifted off with ease.
In the La Blois fief, a short distance away from the village proper, a small hill stood eerily ignored by the rest of the countryside. A small stream crossed right through the hill, and as we landed by the side of it, I tied Freedom to a nearby tree, Raven's cawing noises coming from the top of the hill, the bird descending quietly and landing in my arms.
"Oh, my Raven!" I said with a giggle, "I missed you!"
"I missed you too!" Raven cawed, using his tongue to lick my chin, before flying on my shoulder, starting to lick my hair. "Missed you!"
I lifted my wand and pointed at the side of the hill, where a few rocks stood on the ground to mark the entry point. The earth spread apart, revealing an unlit passage that descended into the depths of the earth.
You know how kids in front of a beach will build sandcastles?
Well, give a mage a wand, time, and a plot of land...and what you cannot build in width, you can build in depth.
Chanting a spell for a small light, I gestured for Louise to follow me. The walls had been reinforced by transmuting the dirt into rock, and at a certain point the transmutation was no longer needed -due to the actual presence of rock. A small pool rested against the sides of the room, the water seeping in from the wall. Stairs went down in various directions, my inner Minecraft-lover side responsible for the veritable labyrinth of passages I had created. "Now, don't get lost," I said as I pointed towards a small comfy armchair -the product of using a trunk larger on the inside, dismantling the chair into single pieces, and then rebuilding it from the single pieces once it was dragged inside.
"This is awesome," Louise whispered as I tapped with my wand a small floating stone right in the middle of the room, turning on the light and drying the humidity from the air. The Firestones weren't just nukes in bottles, but also used in elf homes to act as heating and drying systems. Importing a single stone had cost me on the thousands of ecus -more than three months of allowance, oh my- but I only needed a few to last me a lifetime. And it floated because I had put a spell on it to make it float. So, there it was, a floating mini-nuke used to heat up the room and make light.
"This is where I keep most of the stuff I can't bring directly home," I said quietly. "If mother found out about this-then I'd be in deep, deep trouble, Lulu," I glanced at her, and then gestured towards a stairway that went down into a brightly lit area. "Follow me, I'll give you a tour of the facilities of...my base."
Louise excitedly followed me, and as we stepped into a large room filled with dripping water and plants, I could see her squirm from the heat.
"This place is my Valhalla," I said as I gestured to the rows of coffee plants that were growing under the shimmering lights of firestones. Tiny droplets of water fell on the ground where they grew at a near constant pace, but at the same time quickly dried up if any excess remained. Perhaps it wasn't the proper care that the plants needed, but they were growing, and if magic had something to do with it, then all the better for me.
"Brother...they're pretty!" indeed, some of the plants had already begun to flower with their bright white petals -perhaps the heat had tricked them into thinking it was summer, but again, magic.
"Don't touch the last row," I said hastily, the plants over there twisted and misshapen. "I think they're poisonous. I was experimenting on shortening the cycle of their fruit bearing and...well, they twitch now."
As if on cue, one of the plants began to twitch at the sound of my voice, flapping its leafs. "That one's Twitchy," I said. "The one near it is-"
"Brother..." Louise whispered, "Did you...did you experiment with chants?" as she stared at me with wide eyes, I smiled in turn.
"Lulu...of course not," I said as I knelt in front of her, a hand on her shoulder. "Please don't even joke about it!" Of course, if by heresy she meant worshiping demons and Satan, then the answer was no. If she meant inventing new chants to get the plumbing of this place working, and the plants to bear fruits faster...then yes, oh hell yes if I was a heretic.
I bathed in my sins and heresy was my blood.
"Then-when I get better, can I help you with your garden?" as Louise asked that with the cutest of voices, I smiled and then ruffled her hair.
"Of course you can," I said with a grin, "But it's our secret, understood? Don't tell anyone, not even Cattleya."
Louise grinned and brightened up considerably, although I should have known it wouldn't last.
Eleonore, after all, came back with a vengeance of firmness and steel-like severity.
I exhaled in relief.
I was, after all, going back to the academy in a matter of days.