Sadly, everything pleasant had to come to a finish.
After experiencing a joyful and thrilling morning out with Tamar and Telle, Rain said goodbye to them. Tamar was off duty today, so she went back to the house her family was renting in Bastion. Telle, meanwhile, had a meeting with the leader of a merchant group that wanted to start a trade caravan to the Chained Isles.
Rain herself switched out of her pretty dress into the Puppeteer's Shroud. The dress, the fancy shoes, and the earrings went into the Bag of Withholding — a thermos full of hot coffee came out instead, and she let out a deep breath of contentment after taking a sip, her back resting against a wall in a hidden alley.
A few moments later, her brother emerged from the shadows and gave her a curious look.
Rain raised an eyebrow.
"What?"
He paused for a bit, then shook his head.
"No, it's nothing. Just... good job!"
That only made her more puzzled.
"With what?"
He smiled.
"Slapping that fool, of course! Ah, you really made your big brother proud... I guess it's true what they say, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree..."
Rain blinked a couple of times. Did her brother know that strange guy, Tristan? Well, looking back, that was only to be expected. The circle of Legacies was quite small, after all, and the Aegis Rose clan was well-known. Telle seemed to be familiar with at least one of the two young Masters, too.
It was a bit worrying, though, to hear that she was starting to act like Sunny.
That would be a problem!
Only Sunny could succeed at being Sunny.
Clearing her throat, she offered him her hand and smiled.
"In any case, I am ready to go."
He pulled her into the shadows, and a moment later, they were on the Ivory Island.
The emerald grass swayed gently in the warm wind, and the sun was shining on the sparkling surface of a small lake. The beautiful white pagoda stood up into the sky behind them, surrounded by the white bones of a dragon that wrapped around it.
No matter how many times Rain visited the peaceful island, she could not help but feel a sense of wonder. She could not help feeling out of place here, either, as if she was a human who had accidentally found her way into paradise.
Rain looked around carefully.
"We're outside?"
Her activity on the Ivory Island was of a secretive kind. So, her brother would usually bring her directly into the tower in order to avoid watching eyes.
He nodded.
"We had guests earlier, but they have already left. So, you can relax."
They walked toward the Tower of Hope at a relaxed pace. Before too long, Rain looked up and asked suddenly:
"By the way, I've always been curious... what is that dead dragon doing here?"
At first, she had simply thought that everything on the Ivory Island was mysterious and magical. But as she grew more familiar with the place, the sun-bleached bones of the great beast started to look unusual.
Her brother glanced at the ancient remains and smiled.
"Oh, him? His name was Sevras, the Ivory Lord. He was the ruler of a place called the Ivory City, a descendant of Sun God, and one of the seven immortal Saints who protected the Demon of Hope. Well, before he went insane and died."
Rain looked at her brother in surprise.
"Really? Wait, how do you know all of this?"
He paused for a moment.
"Ah, well. Some people you know met him in their Second Nightmare. How do you think Nightingale got that fancy title of his, the Dragonslayer?"
Rain's eyes widened a little.
"Saint Kai? He killed this giant dragon?"
Her brother laughed.
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