A Magical Tale: The Peerless Summoner

Chapter 20: Fey race

Fey race

After a few hours of riding on the beasts, they got to the place where people of the fey race lived.

It was a very large town. And before this town was a large gate that had it ends connected to two towers. On this towers were archers.

When the chuorses got there, the archers atop the towers were surprised to see the dead bodies of people from their race. Then their face twisted due to anger.

From sixty feet in the air, they jumped to the ground and amazingly, they landed silently from that height. This made Helena's mind and that of the others reel in awe. It was like these guys could control the air.

One of them, a female came forward to Helena because the beasts she was on that was at the front while the others were at the the back.

"Who are you kids? Where did you get these bodies from? Do you know what killed them?" the female fey asked one question after the other. She couldn't keep calm as these were people from her race. She was heartbroken to see this. They were headless while their head could be seen on the back of the beasts.

"My name's Helena and those are my friends. These people from your race tried to help us but they were overpowered and killed off by an old witch." Helena replied.

"Old witch? What old witch is that? Do you know where she is?" the female fey asked. She was ready to dash there alone and avenge the death of people from her race. "Yes. An old witch. But she is already dead. She got burnt to ashes by flames" Helena replied.

"She is dead? She was burnt to death? How manage? A stronger sorcerer came to help you kids out?" she asked in a puzzled tone.

She needed to understand what was going on. Helena too couldn't take the risk of saying I killed her. She couldn't say the fire that burnt the witch to death erupted from her blood that the old witch drank to her fill.

Back there, when she seemingly resurrected, coming back to life after she was killed. She felt an absolute connection to the blood producing the bright purple destructive flames coursing through the veins of the old witch's body.

It was then she realized that the fire was brought about by her blood which she old witch sucked out from her. "That is what we don't understand too. But we didn't see who do this to thank them" Helena replied.

"Hmm." the female fey thought for sometime. Then she looked at Helena for sometime and an indescribable light shone in her eyes.

Helena felt uncomfortable being gazed at like that. Besides, she couldn't understand the gaze as it didn't reveal the intentions of this person.

"So what's you want? Why are you here?" she asked. Helena quickly replied. "please, we have come to take up refuge in your place. Please, don't send us away. Take pity on us kids." Helena said in a pleading tone. "Nah. Am sorry. We don't take in strangers. Who knows, you might be spies. You have to leave here. By the way, thanks for bringing back the body of our people." the female fey said. Helena became extremely sad.

Now would they have to journey again to any unknown place. Besides, these people would collect their chuorses. They might have to use their legs to walk. How many distance would they be able to cover on foot.

The female fey saw the sad look on Helena's face. Feeling piteous, she said "I would try to speak to our chief. Let me see if I can change his mind." Helena's face instantly started to radiate happiness. She nodded her head with a smile. "Thank you."

The female fey waved her hand and the others on the tower gave an instruction to those operating the gate to open it.

Shrmm!

The gate opened and everyone stepped in. Then it closed back. Helena and the other kids got off the chuorses and gathered together.

"Come with me" the female fey said. Then she led them to where the chief stayed.

On their way to the race's chief home. Helena and the other kids could note one thing about everyone in here. They were 'beautiful'. The males and females here were just too striking in appearance.

If not that the male had masculine bodies, one would think they were females. They had long, silky, silvery hairs like the females which reached their waists and were femininely handsome.

Besides, another thing was they all had the same long ears and intense blue eyes. Despite the male and female's degree of charming beautifulness, others still stood out.

These ones that stood out were like celestials, they had extremely ravishing appearance. An example is the female that spoke to Helena. She was just eighteen and she was exceptionally beautiful.

It was a really large town. Helena and the other kids felt this town should contain at least tens of thousands of people. Judging from it size, it gave them the feeling it was a small kingdom.

They could see everyone one of them doing one thing or the other. The street was really busy. Also, one thing Helena and others noted was that these fey people seemed to be totally into forging. That was what they saw everyone on the street doing. Everyone of them forged one thing or the other.

Not long, they got to a large mansion. It was extremely majestic. A hint of how majestic it was, was that the roof of the the very large mansion was made of gold. The gate was golden and the pillars holding it were golden. One couldn't imagine the amount of gold used in doing this.

The golden gate opened and the kids with the female fey in front walked into the mansion. Every guard they met bowed as they greeted which she nodded to.

Not long, they arrived in the chief's mansion. It was more like a palace. When they entered, a male and female fey could be seen sitting on golden thrones embedded with brilliant, colorful gems.

They looked great in appearance and wore golden jewelries embellished with crystals that scintillated in light

Before him were his subjects. They were having a meeting when the female fey walked in with Helena and the other kids.

The man sitting on the throne turned to look at the people who just came in. He was surprised and so were everyone else. What was this girl doing with this number of human children.

When the female got to the front of the man on the throne. She bowed and when she straightened, she said "Father. I hope I didn't disturb your meeting. These kids you see want to take refuge in here. I hope you grant them what they came here from" she said.

The chief's eyes widened as he was taken aback. "Daughter, what is the meaning of this? I believe you are clear on our custom. Then why are you infringing on it. You know we can never allow any other race into our community, what is this you are doing now?" the man she called her father asked in a somewhat angry tone.

The girl took a deep breath, then she said. "I am not infringing on any custom or rules. These kids need help. See, they are harmless kids that are homeless, hungry and just survived a great ordeal. They came back with many dead bodies of people from our race. We need to even thank them for that as we would be able to give our people a proper burial." she replied.

The man's brows furrowed. "Hmm. What caused their death. Do they know about it?" the man on the throne asked. "Yes. They told me. They were killed by an old witch. Fortunately, a stronger witch with kind intentions came to the aid of these kids. That is why they were able to survive. I beg you please grant them refuge." she pleaded with her father.

The man looked at Helena and the rest. Then he asked." What about your parents?". Helena's eyes became filled with sorrow. "They are dead. They were killed by people who came to maraud our town" she replied.

The others too said the same thing and in the same manner as Helena. Their eyes were red and glistened as tears welled up in them. They had all suffered the same fate. They lost their parents to marauders.

The man shook his head and took a sigh, then he said "Alright. Give them a place to stay. Mind you, behave yourselves or you would be flung far away from here" he said then warned. The kids nodded their head seriously. Then they were taking to where they would stay.