Chapter five is here!
Rollan saw his mother. He ran up to her and hugged her fiercely. It felt so good to be home. Was this home? Before he summoned Essix, the dirty streets were what he called home. Should he have told her that? He told his mother, before, after the war, but it was a bit unreasonable. Why did he say that? His mother believed him, but she didn't seem very happy. He learned that sometimes, you have to lie.
"Rollan! I absolutely cannot believe you came!"
"Why not?" asked Rollan.
"I- I just didn't," stammered Aidana.
Rollan laughed a little, really unsure of what to do. He was where he wanted to be, but, it felt so wrong. He didn't feel right. It was just a feeling one could not describe. It was strange.
He quickly put the message he prepared on the messenger pigeon that Essix was about to eat. He sent it off on its way to Greenhaven.
"I heard news from one of the tribes in the north. He's there, I swear."
He waved goodbye to the ship that had brought him here. It was the last piece of Greencloak he had.
He was home, at last.
Some time later…
Rollan climbed the mountain. It was very tiring from top to bottom. He had no staff or crook of any sort. It was basically impossible for his legs. It took about half of an hour, but it certainly felt like that, but, tenfold.
He could barely move when he arrived. Why did any Amayan tribe want to live at the peak of a mountain? It was unbearable. Impossible and unbearable.
"Aidana, you are here," said a man that Rollan guessed was the chief of the tribe.
"As I promised."
Rollan raised an eyebrow. What did that mean?
"Now, you get your son and husband back, I get the falcon," said the chief mischievously.
"I'm sorry, Rollan," sobbed Aidana. "I'm so sorry."
In Greenhaven…
Conor received a message that was addressed to him and Abeke. He didn't let Meilin read it. He was probably going to regret it later, but it didn't matter. As honest as he was, he told Meilin. How stupid of him. He doesn't hide much from the rest of them. Luckily but strangely, Meilin didn't care.
In fact, Meilin had been acting differently after Abeke's mistake. It was so weird of her to do something so un-Meilin like. She had been doing the silent treatment to Rollan, for some reason, but, she had been different to everyone else, too. She'd been doing the 'I don't care'. It's one thing to not care about the fact that they had saved the world, but it's another to not care about Rollan.
In fact, Rollan had not been caring about Meilin. His letter was strangely not addressed to Meilin. Not writing to Meilin was awfully different for Rollan.
Conor knew he shouldn't be messing in others affairs, especially the two lovebirds. He smiled at the thought. It was weird, but interesting.
He asked Abeke to check the letter over and over again. It didn't even mention Meilin. It was almost like he had forgotten about her.
But, such an act would be described as impossible, right?
"Hey," said Abeke as she came up to him.
"Hey."
"So, I guess you're not in the best mood either."
"I guess… It's kind of lonely without Rollan," said Conor hesitantly.
"You mean, you want gossip," joked Abeke.
Conor laughed.
"I don't know," he responded. "It's like Meilin and Rollan had been ignoring each other ever since we got rescued."
"You can't think-"
"It might be possible. The wishing curse of Hetry."