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I couldn’t help but smile at his enthusiasm, and I thanked him, “Thank you, Lord Oberon, I’ll do my best to make good use of this place.”
Oberon seemed very happy to be able to share this place with somebody, and that made me smile.
I was caught up looking around again, when another question jolted me back, “So, uh, Roven, I hear that you have a girlfriend now,” The king was almost stumbling through his words, but he persisted, “Why don’t you tell me about her.”
I was taken aback by the request, but I never got to gush about June to anybody, so I had to take my chances where I could.
I tried to not make a big fool of myself, but I couldn’t help it. Through stammered, rambling praise, I told Oberon about June, “Well, she’s the princess of the Summer Court, and she’s next in line to be their queen, which would make me king, but I haven’t really thought about that,” I took a breath before continuing, “and she’s beautiful, and can beat me up in a fight, and had to see each other in secret because she was engaged to the prince of the Court I serve”
I didn’t mean for that last bit to come out, but Oberon didn’t seem upset with it. Instead, he urged me to continue.
Shaking my head to clear my mind, I kept talking, “I never expected what we had to ever get past a secret romance, and the fact that I get to be with her makes me the luckiest eladrin in the world.”
It felt good to get all of that out there, and when Oberon patted me on the back, I knew everything with him was going to be alright.
I bid my goodbye to my liege after getting his congratulations on my relationship. My morning with Oberon gave me a pep to my step I hadn’t felt in days, and knowing the life that was waiting for me on the other side of the Autumn Court’s issues made the mess worth cleaning up.
Any night Oberon appeared in my dreams, I knew I was in for some exciting instructions.
The night before, I was meditating with June, when Oberon appeared in my mind’s eye.
He seemed to be excited, but he was usually excited when he came to address me in my dreams.
I barely had time to acknowledge him before he started rambling about what he wanted, “Roven! I hope you’re getting on well, and getting plenty of rest, being a king isn’t easy after all”
I played along with his small talk before he got down to business, “Well, you see Roven, I’ve learned the rough location of a magnificent statuette. It’s a figurine of a hellhound, carved of the finest onyx, and set with rubies, but it’s magical as well! My research leads me to believe that the artifact has a strange habit of causing hellhounds to be drawn to it from who knows where. I want to have a good look at it, and I think it’d look very cool on a shelf.”
Before he left the dreamscape, he projected a location that I would have to teleport to. These locations were the safest ones relative to how close they were to the artifacts. Turns out there’s usually some dangerous stuff around powerful artifacts, but it wasn’t usually too hard to deal with.
When I exited my trance, I told June what I had to do, and she asked to come along. I can’t refuse her any chance to get out of the castle for a night, being a queen and all the boredom isn’t exactly what she wanted in her life, but she’s a strong lady, and I know she’ll be the best queen any of the courts have ever seen.
When I first told June I was a warlock in service to Oberon, I was expecting the worst, but she took it rather well. She understood that I felt indebted to Oberon for when he helped me in a fight versus Gill, and she understood that the abilities I gained through Oberon’s powers played a crucial role in allowing us to be together. She was almost ecstatic when she realized that she could come along with me on many of my duties, she loved adventure, and she’d sadly had very little of it.
All throughout our, June and I were almost giddy during our various meetings and audiences.
That night, June and I were equipped for adventure. I was dressed in the finest plate mail that Sunhold had to offer, along with my golden belt, and my empty scabbard, and she was dressed in flowing wrappings that showed off her arms and her torso.
I couldn’t help but stare. I have a beautiful, sexy, deadly wife, how could I not?
She kissed me quickly, snapping me out of my daze. I could tell she was getting impatient, so I took her hand in mine, and used my crown to teleport to the place Oberon had shown me.
We were there almost instantaneously, and the first thing I noticed was how cold I was.