Chapter 2
A month had passed since the death of his parents and John rarely left his house. He sat in the house with his mother's favorite tea and studied the journal he found in the secret study. Frank dropped by every once in a while, making sure he was stocked on food. He even tried to take him on a small hunt into the mountains but John refused.
John walked to the window to stare out at the rain for a while. It calmed him down and eased his nerves. He was taking a sip of his tea when he noticed a woman walking towards the front door. She wasn't dressed for the winter, wearing only a light jacket, and light pants. She had a backpack on and dual swords hanging at her side. She had long black hair that was getting soaked and creamy white skin.
The woman went to the front door and knocked on it. John took a sip of his tea, contemplating whether or not to let her in. After a few seconds John walked over to the front door and opened it. The woman flashed a grateful smile and went to step in. John put his arm out and stopped her.
"First I need to know who you are." John said. The woman took a step back and looked at John, with big blue eyes. She nodded, and rubbed her hands.
"I am Iliana. I am your fiancée." John opened and closed his mouth. He moved his arm and let Iliana into the house. She moved over to the fire and removed her jacket. Underneath was a wet shirt which she also started to remove. John tried to look away but was captivated.
"Do you have a bath?" Iliana turned around to see John looking at the ground. She looked at him puzzled. "Is something wrong?"
"No, it is just that I haven't seen a woman without her shirt before." John said turning to look out the window. "The bath is upstairs, first door on the right."
"I never got your name." Iliana moved close to John, and turned his head to look at her. "My father was right, you are a looker."
John started to blush furiously and Iliana laughed. She let go of his face and walked up the stairs John following her all the way. He moved over to where Iliana dropped her clothes and put them closer to the fire.
A knock on the door, made John groan. He moved over to the door. "I don't want any more visitors."
He opened the door to find Frank standing there, puzzled look on his face. "Somebody is here?"
John motioned for him to come in and sit down. Frank smiled and sat down in the chair next to the fire. John sat on the couch and stretched his arms. "Your daughter is upstairs in my bath."
"You didn't try and sneak a peek did you?" Frank said, in mocking anger. John shook his head no. Frank smiled. "Leave it to your father to instill morals into you."
"Though I wouldn't getting a small peek or three." John said, smiling. Frank frowned and stood up. John put his hands up in surrender. "I am just kidding Frank. I will respect her wishes, whatever those might be."
"When will you go back to hunting?" Frank asked staring directly at John. "I am worried that you will never go back."
"I was planning on going back tomorrow. I will kill the monster that killed my parents." John stood up and moved to the kitchen. He walked back out with a journal. He handed it to Frank. "Who is Merlin?"
Frank stared at the journal. "He was an old friend of your fathers that disappeared. That is all your father told me."
"I want you to travel around and ask people about him." John walked to the stairs. "Try and find out about him Frank."
Iliana came running down the stairs in nothing but a small towel that went to the middle of her thighs. John barely made it out of the way. She stopped and looked around. She turned to see her father. "Hi, Dad. I didn't know you were coming by."
"Why are you here so early?" Frank asked. John just walked up the stairs, ignoring everything around him. As soon as he was out of ear shot, Frank took Iliana over to the fireplace. "Iliana I want you to keep an eye on him. He is in a very weird state right now. Don't let him do anything stupid."
"I will try. He seems to be nice, though a bit shy." Iliana said looking up the stairs. "He hasn't even seen a naked woman."
"He gets it from his father." Frank moved to the door. "Also put on some real clothes."
Iliana laughed and moved over to get her clothes. They were next to the fire and semi dry. She put on her jacket. "You should get winter clothes, though I don't mind the view."
Iliana jumped. She turned to see John at the bottom of the stairs looking at her legs. "I thought you were shy."
"I never said that." John moved over to the fire and grabbed the poker. "With those clothes you would never survive the winter."
Iliana scanned John. He was tall with brown hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. He was very toned but that came with the job. While she was doing this, John was also doing it. He noticed that her breasts weren't almost non-existent, but her body was very well toned.
"Like what you see?" Iliana asked, smile on her face. "I noticed that you were staring."
"I do like what I see." John grabbed his heavy winter coat and moved over to the door. "Make yourself comfortable, I will get you some clothes."
"I will go with you." Iliana put her clothes on quickly and moved out the front door. John closed the door behind them and led Iliana down the street, to a clothing vendor. The clothes were thick jackets and pants. The jacket was a brilliant mix of reds and blues. John paid for both of them and handed them to Iliana.
"I have to go to the blacksmith and guild hall. You go home and make yourself comfortable." John said and left down the road. He didn't notice the group of men eyeing Iliana.
He walked into the blacksmith and the wyvernian looked at him. "Can I help you?"
"I want you to make me something." John pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket. The blacksmith took it and looked it over.
"Aye, I can make that. It will be a masterpiece." The blacksmith, moved over to his work table. "All I require is that you tell people about my work and spread my name."
"I can do that." John left the smith and started the walk over to the guild hall. He stopped when he noticed Iliana standing in the rain staring off into space. She turned to John a smile on her face. John ran over to her. "What is wrong?"
"Oh, I just fought off a group of men, who wanted to rob me." John took a deep breath and grabbed Iliana's hand. She looked him in the eye. "They didn't stand a chance, though I think I will travel with you from now on."
John nodded and led her home. He left her on the couch, and walked into the kitchen. He made them both a cup of tea and allowed Iliana to lay on his chest, while they stared at the fire.