Throne Wardens account. Pt. 4

Sara gazed out at the sea. Janner put his arm around his wife as they looked out at the water. The waves went up and down in a sort of rhythm.

“After you left the factory, something had changed. I noticed fangs coming around the place more and more often, and they would always yell at the Overseer and Mobrik, as if they were mad at them for doing something. You didn’t happen to tell anyone that you’re the Throne Warden, did you?”

Janner nodded his head. ”I had told Mobrik.”

”That makes sense now. I’m guessing that Mobrik told the Overseer, and so he told the fangs, so they were mad at them. Well, after a couple of weeks, a few kids at the factory asked to sit by me. So, we sort of became friends. They weren’t exactly like the other kids, that rarely talked, but these kids actually talked and acknowledged me. So, after a while, we started stealing daggers, and stashing them under our bunks. We had planned on using them to try and escape. We had an entire plan set out, but the day that we were gonna put it to work, fangs showed up at the factory. A few maintenance managers swung with their chains and Mille the fangs. We then tied up the Overseer and Mobrik, and then when we went to open up the portcullis, we found Gammon, along with Artham and the Kimerans outside waiting for us. Artham then told me everything, and so we flew to another side of town while Gammon took care of the orphans. Once me and Artham had landed, that was where I met Maraly. And that was also when Artham had a crazy fit.”

Janner looked at her. “He had a fit? Hold on, what was the date that he had it?”

Sara thought for a second. When she told him the date, he looked very surprised.

”What’s wrong?” Sara asked.

”Well, that was the same time that I had found my father. It was during the first war of Ban Rona. Leeli was singing for him, and it had connected us again.”

”That makes sense. What was your fathers name?”

”Esben.” Janner said, sadly.

”Artham had been practically shouting his name when it happened. He would often talk in his sleep about him while me and Maraly were taking care of him.”

”He’s very sensitive to his name.” Janner said.

“Yes he is.” Sara agreed.