"Master Barham was…" Tanat squinted his eyes in the mnemonic effort to recall details of that day. "Happy, which is quite unusual. He said something about a big job. He called it a potential game-changer. Jaya!"
A stunning woman with strawberry blonde hair and violet eyes answered his call. She wore an overall, working gloves, and a Forgemastering mask. Everything was made of golden Wyvern's scales streaked red all over.
When Jaya took the mask off, her face was beaded with sweat and her hair sticky. Yet neither that nor her baggy clothes could hide her beauty more than a passing cloud can eclipse the sun.
"How can I serve you, senior?" She panted from her recent efforts, still holding what Solus recognized as a Forgemastering hammer of unknown design.
'To Eyes or not to Eyes, that is the question.' Solus bit her lower lip in hesitation. 'On the one hand, I doubt it's better than the Fury and I can spare myself a headache. On the other hand, that hammer seems to be a masterpiece.
'It's the first tasteful artifact I've seen here and maybe the proof I need this Barham was Mom's apprentice or not. Oh, screw it!' She activated the Eyes and regretted it instantly.
Solus had to quickly filter out the arrays and the various enchantments in the room. She could clench her teeth only for so long before her face deformed into a rictus of agony and everyone noticed that something was wrong with her.
"It's Master Tanat for you!" The older Wyvern snarled. "Until our father returns, you are my apprentice." He showed her his signet ring while also activating the arrays of the house to force his sister to kneel.
It was a petty way to take his frustration from being ordered around by strangers out on her, but it made wonders for his ego.
"Yes, Master. How can I serve you?" Jaya asked.
'What an ass.' She actually thought, and she wasn't the only one.
"I need the most recent inventory of the vaults. My honored guests are looking for our father and need my help." Tanat said.
"As you command." She took a scroll of paper out of her dimensional amulet and handed it to him.
"Great Mother almighty!" Tanat's eyes went wide in surprise reading the up-to-date list of the transactions. "No wonder the old- I mean, Master Barham was so happy. The mysterious client bought some of our best pieces and rarest materials."
"And your father trusted them to pay on delivery?" Lith sneered with a contempt that the Wyvern matched in spades.
"Of course not. Master Barham was happy because he demanded the full payment upfront. The treasures have already been brought here and stored. The client had no reason to kill my father.
"They wouldn't get anything more than what they have paid for and lose one of the best artisans on Garlen. It's just a matter of centuries, no, decades before Master Bahram becomes the next Ruler of the Flames."
"I know you can't show us the list, but can you at least tell us what ingredients and artifacts Barham sold?" Strider asked. "Lord and Lady Verhen are skilled Forgemasters and they might be able to understand what your father has been hired to craft."
"Lord and Lady Verhen?" Both Wyverns echoed but their tones couldn't have been more different.
Tanat was filled with envy, hate, spite, and a tinge of revulsion. The thought that a dirty mongrel had awakened his Dragon blood while the Wyverns still rotted among the lesser species angered him.
The fact that Lith had spat on such a blessing by having offspring with a human, instead, sickened Tanat.
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