Happy Friday, everyone! This is the final chapter of A Promise. I appreciate all the support I've gotten on this story so far. It makes me excited to keep on writing and keep on sharing.
As a teaser, I've been working on a fic in another 'verse. I'm kind of excited about it. I'm almost done with that one, so maybe in the next month or so, I'll be able to start putting up chapters of that too. - K. Chandler
Lyon looked smug. He reclined against the side of the train car, his feet propped up on the seat next to him, an ice pack pressed against his side.
"You're such an idiot," groused Sherry, but there was no heat in her words. She watched the countryside streak past the train window.
Lyon had made it half way to the station before he had collapsed on her. She and Chelia had to support him the rest of the way. He was still paler than she would have liked and his face had a pinched look that told her that he was in more pain than he'd care to admit. Maybe now he'd finally stay put and stop causing trouble.
"What were you even doing all the way out there?" Sherry asked.
"I told you before. I just wanted to have a conversation with your boyfriend."
At least he had stopped calling Ren the 'Blue Pegasus Playboy.'
"That's your idea of a conversation? Do you even know how worried I was to see the two of you fighting?"
Lyon sighed. "You weren't supposed to see that," he said quietly. He frowned. "And you wouldn't have if somebody had kept her mouth shut like she promised…"
"Me?" Chelia pointed at herself innocently.
Lyon gave her a pointed look.
Chelia laughed. "Yeah, sorry, Lyon," she said, not looking the least bit remorseful. "But Sherry's bribe was way better than yours."
"I'll have to keep that in mind for next week," said Lyon wryly. He sounded cross, but amusement flashed in his eyes.
Chelia's face brightened. "Can you freeze over our backyard too? I'd love to fight you in an ice arena. That looked way awesome!"
Sherry cut them off. "You are not sparring next week," Sherry said flatly. "I'm confining you to bed rest."
Lyon shrugged, clearly ignoring her. "Not a bad idea," he said to Chelia. "But if you think you can beat me on ice…" His expression turned haughty.
Sherry huffed. "You're so stubborn. Where's the love, Lyon? Hm? Don't think I'm not still mad at you just because of what you said back there."
Lyon didn't say anything.
"Did you mean it?" Sherry let her eyes flit to her companion before looking away.
"Did I mean what?"
"Earlier. When you said I could handle myself," she mumbled.
"Of course, I meant it," said Lyon. "You and I both know it's true." He looked her square in the eye. "But just because you can take care of yourself doesn't mean that I won't try to. We're a team. You, me, Toby, Yuka—"
"And me?" asked Chelia.
"Yeah, and you, Chelia. And even Jura and the Old Hag too," said Lyon. "All of us look out for each other. There's nothing wrong with that."
"Because we're Lamia Scale wizards," said Chelia with a grin.
"That's right," said Lyon.
"No," said Sherry. "That's love."
And cue the cheesy music. :)
I'll be posting a new story next week. We've got more Lyon coming up as he helps Juvia work through a very special anniversary. Yes, that anniversary. This is the [Mazeverse] answer to the anime episode '413 Days'. Get ready for some Lyvia, Gruvia and Grayza? The love triangle has just become a love square. (And we're just getting started.)
Stop back next Friday for Anniversary: Special, Just Because, or just follow me, Karine of R011ingThunder.
