Title: One's Name
Summary: Merag wasn't sure what to do with the boy in rags. Or his Pegasus.
A/N: AU where Merag and Nasch are 13- 14 when they meet a 7 year old Durbe.
Happening upon a young boy covered in wounds was not how Merag expected her stroll in the forest to end up.
And yet, here she was now, trying to coerce that Pegasus -where did he even find that Pegasus, she thought they were myths- into letting her check the child. "All I want to do is heal him."
The Pegasus stared at her, and Merag glared back. With a quiet whinny, the Pegasus stepped back, and she rushed forward to examine the boy's body, gasping in horror from some of the injuries she saw.
Merag gathered the boy in her arms, and asked the Pegasus (only feeling slightly foolish, as Pegasus were rumored to be very intelligent) for permission to ride it back to the city. The Pegasus nodded it's head, and lowered itself for Merag to climb on.
Durbe opened his eyes slowly, wincing as the bright light hit his irises.
Where was he, he wondered as he took in his surroundings, and where's Mahha?
He clambered out of the bed clumsily, and gave a yelp of pain as he tripped and landed on his bruised arm.
Two people entered the room, and Durbe immediately stiffened.
Who are those two?
The man started talking and, well.
Durbe couldn't understand amything.
Where was he? What language is that man speaking?
"Where's Mahha?"
Merag stared back with a confused expression. She would have expected that this boy would know the language of Poseidon Lands, being that she found him in the forest.
Beside her, Nasch stepped up and asked her if she thought he was a spy for a neighboring kingdom.
She answered that with an incredulous look and began berating him for assuming an injured boy was a spy when the Pegasus flew in and landed right by the boy.
His eyes lit up and with a cry of "Mahha" he hugged the Pegasus.
Well, now they knew what the Pegasus was called, but what about the boy's name?
Durbe buried his face into Mahha's side, feeling warmth and happiness fill him. They hadn't hurt Mahha. Mahha was safe,
The two people - siblings, maybe- walked up to him, and Durbe prepared himself for a beating.
But one didn't come, and Durbe stared, confused, while the man pointed towards himself, and said "Nasch."
He was even more confused when the woman pointed to herself, and murmured "Merag."
Where those their names? Could he trust these people?
What if they hurt him the way those men beat him before?
Durbe looked at Mahha, and when the Pegasus nodded his head, Durbe made up his mind. He trusted Mahha's judgement.
The boy pointed towards himself and uttered
"Durbe"