It was the juiciest gossip the people of Lamonia had heard in a long while.
"What happened here?" A couple of lean men wearing the uniform of the city guards cut through the thick crowd.
Their spears were strapped to their backs, a cup of hot tea in their right hand and a still-steaming cream puff in the other.
"Now you come? When everything is over?" Frynn snarled in righteous fury, but behind the safety of Lith's back.
"We have been…" The oldest man of the two looked embarrassed and wanted to make an excuse, but the powdered sugar on his moustaches and lapels couldn't lie. "Delayed. What's with this bloodbath?"
"Yeah, sure." Lith had no desire to argue. "Supreme Magus Verhen. I caught these guys trying to kidnap the young lady here and intervened. They resisted arrest and assaulted me."
A mocking expression was forming on the faces of the guards when Lith took his ID and extra eyes out, handing the former to the senior officer.
The two city guards choked on their fourth breakfast and prayed to the gods to smite them. Even if the Supreme Magus didn't report the two guards, they would become the joke of the precinct and never hear the end of it.
"Before you ask, yes, they didn't recognize me. Just like you did. The rest should be pretty obvious." Lith waved at the broken, whimpering bodies that lay at his feet. "I request a full cleanup, a protective detail for Miss…"
"Frynn Aekis."
"Miss Frynn Aekis, and Constable Jirni Ernas protocol for these gentlemen." The last request made the guards turn green and their three previous breakfasts seek repatriation with their latest brother.
The city guards needed all their skill to stop the escape attempt and bring the riotous food to the holding cells of their stomachs.
The Jirni Ernas protocol was the code word for advanced techniques of interrogation (torture) until the prisoner retold their story from conception to arrest. Once the Constable in charge of the investigation was done, the prisoner would be passed on to Constable trainees to hone their interrogation skills.
The sentence rarely lasted more than a few weeks, but the entire prison would never forget it.
"Sir, yes, sir!" The senior officer handed tea and pastry to his partner and pulled out the service amulet to relay Lith's instructions.
"What's going on here?" Kamila rushed to the scene with the stroller after hearing rumors about a Magus being in town. "You're worse than the kids. I can't leave you alone for five minutes without you making a ruckus."
"They started it." Lith pointed at the fallen men. "I ended it. Kami, allow me to introduce you to Miss Frynn Aekis. She claims I'm her husband."
"Wait, what?" The confusion on Kamila's face was only matched by the embarrassment on Frynn's.
"I'm sorry!" The young woman finally let go of Lith's arm and threw it away like it was a hot potato. "I had to do it. I was desperate."
"For a husband?" Kamila's question was met by Lith's hilarity.
"Let's find a quiet place where we can talk." He said. "Please, Miss, start from the beginning, and I'll pick up from the moment we met."
***
Frynn finished several cups of rum spiked with strong tea before she finished her story, while Lith and Kamila drank only chamomile tea. Once Lith was done with his side of the story, Kamila would have had a good laugh if not for the lingering fear she read in Frynn's eyes.
'To me it's a joke, but to her it's a life-scarring event. I don't want to belittle or make a mockery of her feelings.' She thought.
"I'm so sorry, you had to go through so much, Miss Aekis." Kamila actually said.
"Please, call me Frynn, Lady Magus."
"Only if you call me Kamila." She replied. "The only silver lining in your horrible morning is that nothing bad happened to you and those evil men won't ever bother you again."
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