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Quest for the Silver Cleric Chapter 5: The Quest sets sail
We all turned and I saw a large woman standing at the entrance to the
courtyard. She was at least six and half feet tall and had a large
double-bladed axe hung over her shoulders.
"Tesmi? We thought you lost in the forest beyond the fence," the king
said.
"It was a near thing, my king. But I survived my scouting mission. The
reports we've had are true, The Weres are back in the forest in
numbers."
"Any sign from the Dead?"
"None yet, your majesty, but the feeling of the priest who went with me
is we are not far from their rising."
"Are you well enough to go with the Quest? Or would you rather stay
here?"
"I would go with them, if that pleases your majesty."
"Then you may go. Gather your supplies and if there is something you
lack, it will be yours."
"Thank you, your majesty."
The meeting broke up and I returned to my room in the castle and tried
to pack. I remembered all the campaigns I was part of when I played and
I tried to remember all the things an adventurer would need.
But unfortunately, someone had packed for me and they obviously had a
confused idea as to what I was going to be doing. I went to the young
page assigned to my needs and said, "Frilly clothes are wonderful, but
this won't be a pleasure cruise. I must be prepared for rough terrain."
She bowed and said, "I'll try and find more suitable things, Lady."
"Thank you."
By late that afternoon, I was met on the docks by Aeneas and he guided
me to his vessel. He brought me to the front of the ship and I saw there
was now a carved figure on the bow.
It was me.
"I renamed the ship. It's now called 'Lady Danica's Grace'. I hope that
meets with your approval."
"I'm ... honored, Aeneas."
He smiled and then led me past the vessel. Beside it was a larger craft,
with a carving of a swan on the bow.
He said, "The others will ride with the Elves. Their ship is much better
suited for honored guests. But I was rather hoping ..."
"I would very much like to sail with you, Aeneas, if I can."
He gave me a large smile and said, "You'll have the captain's quarters,
of course."
I grinned and said, "It won't be the first time I've slept in your bed,
will it?"
He blushed and it was rather cute.
"I'll sleep with the first mate."
"Should I be jealous?"
"Not of him, most certainly."
"Okay. Enough banter. Time for me to board."
"This way," he said and led me aboard.
The rest of the day was very nice, other than the whole bathroom thing.
(Best I could do was a chamber pot and some privacy. Toilet paper? You
don't really want to know.) I really enjoyed it.
Aeneas found ways to keep me smiling. When I wondered aloud about how
the others were doing, he took me in a rowboat to the Elves' ship to
share dinner. That night, I slept in the Captain's bed. I found the idea
that Aeneas had slept in this bed ... comforting.
As I lay there, I realized I had it bad. I was totally in love with this
man and had a pretty good idea he loved me, too.
Beyond a couple of kisses, we had not really been intimate and I
realized I knew very little about him as well. I resolved to fix that
part on this voyage and thought, "And as for the intimate part? We'll
just have to see."
When I woke the next morning, I had a moment of anxiety. Was it possible
that this whole experience was some kind of fantasy wish fulfillment?
Was I dreaming this adventure, maybe after falling down in that cave and
hitting my head? After all, this all seemed so unlikely. Me, an answer
to a people's prayers?
Then I remembered reading a story where an author found himself in
another world and couldn't believe it, so the possibility that this was
a dream was not one I could discount. And so far, everything had been so
... easy. Would me struggling and failing mean it was real?
"No. I always struggled with that feeling. That wouldn't prove anything
I've had the feeling of failure many times in my regular life,
especially dealing with being transgendered."
I sighed. I had no choice but to continue acting as if this was real
until I could prove it wasn't.
The rest of the day was literally smooth sailing. We made supper on
board the Elvish ship a tradition and I enjoyed my visits there very
much. Away from his crew and the demands of being a Captain, Aeneas
relaxed and was finally able to share some quality time with me.
On the second day during our visit, I was startled to learn he was of
noble blood and in fact was a distant cousin of the King. He had been
trained as a nobleman, but had fallen in love with the sea and became an
officer and sailor.
I asked him if his family had objected to his decision and he said, "No.
With our people, the Sea is in our blood. To be even a simple sailor is
a high honor."
I smiled at that and asked him to take me back to his ship.
That evening, before I was to go to his cabin and sleep, I took him
aside.
"What would your family think of you spending time ... with me?"
"They would no doubt tell me I have aimed above my station."
"I'm not above you. I'm not of noble birth, or anything."
"You have the heart of a queen, my Lady."
I could tell he sincerely meant that and understood then why he had not
pressed our relationship. "If I do, you have the heart of a king,
Aeneas."
He gave me a kiss for that, said, "Good night, my Lady," and left me
with my head spinning.
It took me a long time to fall asleep. For the first time since my
arrival, I was frustrated. I found myself wanting him to do things with
me I wasn't physically capable of and I feel asleep weeping for my loss.
The next day, we arrived in the Elvish port and after a big feast, the
members of the Quest got together and talked. I said, "The fact is I
don't know you people and you may not know each other. I think we should
share with our stories, together, if you agree."
The others agreed and I started off by sharing my life story. Then I
listened as the others took turns introducing themselves to me. To me,
the most fascinating was Tesmi.
She told me about the curse of being a large woman in a society that
simply didn't know what to do with someone like her and I sympathised.
Orien kept quiet, other than making the odd amusing comment and I
resolved to figure out his story.
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