Transcendence?

***Nation of Mist, Great Sea***

“This is blackmail! Blackmail I say! Who in the whole world gets the idea to have a marriage on board one of my ships! Having me as the pastor!” The Great-Sky-General of the Nation of Mist is going on a rampage in front of us.

We are on one of his ships. Our staff is already safely on board. Just Kane is a little late. He is the only one who had to travel here from somewhere else. There are twenty sailors besides us on board to control the ship.

“Calm down Fingulf. I just ached to see you again! You look good by the way. The years aren't seen on your face at all.” I smile at the Great-Whatever and grab his hand to shake it.

“Hah, we from the Nation of Mist live much longer than you guys from the main continent. I will not look much different when you die in your beds of old age.” Fingulf snorts and holds his nose high in the air.

“You have some funny friends, dear.” Celestial smirks at the general.

“I am no friend of this weapons trader! If he wouldn't threaten me to sell military spells to other nations I wouldn't even be here!” Fingulf continues his rant.

“Yet you eagerly bought my products.” I grin at the angry man.

“That was before I knew that you could shake those spells out of your pockets like candies for kids! I thought I would be safe if I forbade you to sell that spell to anyone else!” Fingulf shakes a fist at me.

“Ahahaha.... don't be so hard on me old man. I am just trying to survive like everyone else.” I start to laugh a little.

“Yeah. I saw that when you graduated. You tried really hard to give an opening to everyone who has the slightest reason to harm you.” Fingulf shakes his head.

“Heyhooo. I hope the ship won't sail without us!? I beg for permission to board the ship.”

I hear a voice from the pier and take a look over the guardrail. Kane is standing down there with a familiar woman at his side. “Sure come on board!”

The merchant whom he bought at the slave market is also present.

“Hey! This is my ship!” Fingulf jumps to my side but his sailors already started to lower a small stairway to the pier. They already noticed that everything I wanted would happen anyway.

Kane climbs the stairway with the woman right behind him. “You lucky bastard! I would have never thought that you would find someone who is willing to take you.”

I force a smile onto my lips while Kane grabs my shoulders and hugs me.

“Where is your future wife!” Kane looks around while ignoring Celestial at my side.

Ah, that's right. I didn't tell him the name at all. Probably I wanted to suppress reality. “Hrm.. Kane. This is my wife, Celestial Asceron.” I put my arm around Celestial's back and on her shoulder from the side.

Kane just stands there for a second with his mouth with open. “C...C.... HER!?” He points at Celestial while looking at me like a mad man.

“~YES!~ Me!” Celestial hugs me from the side while faking her perfect smile.

“Yes. It's a long story with you at it's very beginning.” I smile at Kane who takes a step backwards.

“Yeahahahaha.... I see! We have to talk about many things..... But First! This is my girlfriend! Her name is Tanith and I simply love her. Do you remember the silent girl in our class who always had her hair hanging into her face? Colour me surprised when I met her with her hair... ugh...”

Tanith elbowed Kane without any reservation and an aura of doom around her. “Shut up or you will be thrown to the fishes.”

Then she turns towards us. “My congratulations. From what I saw and heard about you two on the campus I would have never imagined that you two would end up marrying. But I guess the quarrel of lovers is the renewal of love.”

“Thanks.” Celestial answers with a chipped voice.

“Oh! That reminds me! Have you heard the latest news about Jamaian?” Kane starts to rummage around in his pockets. “Where do I have it. It has been even in the newspaper of the Jamaian capital.”

Then the pulls a carelessly ripped piece of paper from his pocket and waves it in front of me. I just read the headlines.

-Prime minister's son murdered during rescue of Mislow-prisoners!-

-Jailhouse bombed by foreigners! Big fire lays waste to the entire building. Culprits are still on the run.-

“Colour me surprised. I have no idea what that means.” I shrug my shoulders and look at Kane who turns the paper around to read for himself.

“Oh. I guess you don't know. Prisoner is the nice Jamaian word for slave. And Jailhouse is obviously used for the slave market! Does it get clearer now!?” He waves the paper at me with an angry expression. “I asked myself why we had to leave so fast after you bought those three!”

I look up into the sky while I think hard. “Ah. Now I remember!”

The slave-merchant behind Kane starts to giggle and shakes his head. “He is really like Fingulf described.”

“Well. I was a little mad at that auction house. So I left a little timed spell in that water bowl when I washed my hands. I guess starting a level seven fire tornado inside a dry desert city got a little out of hand, hahahaha....” I laugh while Kane smacks his forehead.

*smack*

Celes gave me a light smack on the back of my hand. “What would you have done if it became a big fire! Thousands of innocent people could have died!”

“I guess I didn't think that far at the moment, sugar cat.” I fight for control while I try to imagine the consequences of a big fire in that city. “But to think that golden-mask was the son of the prime minister?”

“Haah. Another faction which wants to see your blood doesn't matter I guess.” Kane folds the paper into a plane and throws it into the sea.

“Why is that other slave with you by the way?” Celestial throws a curious look at the slave-merchant behind Kane.

“H...Ho....How can you call our prince a slave!!!” Fingulf explodes.

“Prince!?” I furrow my eyebrows at the guy behind Kane who starts to scratch his cheek.

“Well. I guess I have to introduce myself. Raegnir, the first prince. I was on a journey to see the world when bad circumstances threw me into that horrible situation as a Jamaian slave. Luckily I was bought by Kane and could convince him to check on my identity with the Nation of Mist. I just came here to pay a short visit to my rescuer.” Raegnir smiles at us.

I shake my head. “I am sure that Kane got at least his money back?”

Kane gives me a thumbs up. “Like I said! You just have to find the right person to buy. Those auctions can get you really big money.”

Fingulf draws our attention by gesturing towards something like an altar.

“Can we hold the marriage now? I have to sail my fleet into a big fight next week and there is some logistic planning to do.”

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