It took a moment for Amaris to orientate herself, but she had the advantage of a sharp nose that picked up the traces of incense. "That way," she said confidently, leading Dev along the corridors of the Temple to where the space opened out into what was obviously the place of worship. Unfortunately the lad was nowhere to be seen, but a small giggle drew their attention to a golden-haired toddler. The little boy was standing between the pews, hunched as though he was hiding, and giggling to himself cheerfully as he did so.
Amaris bit down a grin at the sight. "I guess his parents must be around here somewhere."
"Hmm, I could be wrong, but my guess is he's playing a version of Hide and Seek," Dev deduced, though it wasn't hard to figure out. The question was who was he hiding from' A parent or someone else? He didn't have to wonder very long, as they were quickly joined by a tall, slender man with a head of blond hair, similar to the boy's.
"Tristan?" he man called. "Oh, where can he be?" he said, tossing a wink toward Dev and Amaris and touching his finger to his lips so that they wouldn't let on that he knew very well where the little boy was hiding.
The giggling got louder, but the toddler didn't make a move to show himself until his father was walking right past the pew where he was hidden. Then he leaped out, throwing his arms around the man's leg. "I got!"
Amaris bit back a strangled laugh. She had never seen anyone play Hide & Seek in a place of worship before.
Zach feigned a surprised gasp, laughing as he scooped the little boy up into his arms. "You got me! Such a good hider. I had no idea where to find you!" he praised the boy, ruffling his hair with one hand, while he easily balanced him against one hip. He affectionately smooched the little boy's cheek before turning to greet the couple who'd joined them. "You must be Duncan and Amaris," he said, apparently already expecting them.
With the little boy grinning in his arms, this new man who seemed to know who they were wasn't as intimidating as he might have been alone. Amaris let her smile show.
"Uh, yeah, we are," she nodded. "Although, he prefers Dev over Duncan. Did the Lady tell you about us?"
"In a manner of speaking," the former angel replied with a benevolent smile. "You'll be looking for the Grandmaster," he said, as if he knew this already. "As it happens, I'm on my way there, if you wish to come along."
"And ....you are?" Amaris asked, though any confusion in her query was masked by the ridiculous face she was making for the benefit of the small boy regarding them cheerfully. "I know you're Tristan's dad, but that's all I know!"
"I'm Zachariel," the tall man replied, without hesitation. He didn't bother to say what his business was with the Grandmaster or why he was going to the library, deeming his name was enough for now.
"The Lady told us to see the Grandmaster," Dev interjected, though that seemed hardly necessary.
"Uh, all right." Amaris looked up at Dev. "I don't think anyone here is going to try and hurt us or get us into trouble," she said. "If he's going to the library, that's where we want to go as well, right?"
Zach smiled again. "There's nothing that can harm you here. The Lady wouldn't allow it," he explained, without really explaining again. It was all so simple to him, he rarely felt the need to explain, unless they were to ask.
Dev shrugged, as much at a loss as Amaris. "If that's where we'll find the Grandmaster, then we might as well follow."
"All right, then." Squeezing Dev's hand, Amaris looked back to Zach with a smile. "Thank you very much, we'd love to tag along."
The little boy on Zach's hip opened his hand in a pseudo wave. "Gon' see Lionman."
Zach chuckled at his son's statement. "Lion-el," he corrected, eyes glinting with amusement. "He always calls him Lionman, don't you, you little imp?" he said, tickling his fingers against the boy's side. "Thankfully, the Grandmaster has a sense of humor."
"Pardon me for asking, but just what is he Grandmaster of?" Dev asked, just one of the questions that had been preying on his mind.
Under the sound of Tristan cackling with laughter, Amaris explained to Dev. "He's the head of the Order of the Knights of the Temple of Avalon," she explained. "Like the Templars on Earth, you know" But the order is much older than the Christian version that was wiped out."
"Of course he is," Dev said with a sigh. Why hadn't he figured that out already? This place was like a Ren Faire for Arthurian aficionados. "And just how does one become a Knight?" he asked, unsure if that was different from being a Guardian.
Zach furrowed his brows as he considered that question. "That, I believe, is a question for the Grandmaster."
"What do you do at the library, Zachariel?" Amaris asked as they walked down to the border of the Temple grounds and out onto the path that lead down into the valley and the town that awaited them. "This doesn't seem like a place that needs librarians so much."
Amaris bit down a grin at the sight. "I guess his parents must be around here somewhere."
"Hmm, I could be wrong, but my guess is he's playing a version of Hide and Seek," Dev deduced, though it wasn't hard to figure out. The question was who was he hiding from' A parent or someone else? He didn't have to wonder very long, as they were quickly joined by a tall, slender man with a head of blond hair, similar to the boy's.
"Tristan?" he man called. "Oh, where can he be?" he said, tossing a wink toward Dev and Amaris and touching his finger to his lips so that they wouldn't let on that he knew very well where the little boy was hiding.
The giggling got louder, but the toddler didn't make a move to show himself until his father was walking right past the pew where he was hidden. Then he leaped out, throwing his arms around the man's leg. "I got!"
Amaris bit back a strangled laugh. She had never seen anyone play Hide & Seek in a place of worship before.
Zach feigned a surprised gasp, laughing as he scooped the little boy up into his arms. "You got me! Such a good hider. I had no idea where to find you!" he praised the boy, ruffling his hair with one hand, while he easily balanced him against one hip. He affectionately smooched the little boy's cheek before turning to greet the couple who'd joined them. "You must be Duncan and Amaris," he said, apparently already expecting them.
With the little boy grinning in his arms, this new man who seemed to know who they were wasn't as intimidating as he might have been alone. Amaris let her smile show.
"Uh, yeah, we are," she nodded. "Although, he prefers Dev over Duncan. Did the Lady tell you about us?"
"In a manner of speaking," the former angel replied with a benevolent smile. "You'll be looking for the Grandmaster," he said, as if he knew this already. "As it happens, I'm on my way there, if you wish to come along."
"And ....you are?" Amaris asked, though any confusion in her query was masked by the ridiculous face she was making for the benefit of the small boy regarding them cheerfully. "I know you're Tristan's dad, but that's all I know!"
"I'm Zachariel," the tall man replied, without hesitation. He didn't bother to say what his business was with the Grandmaster or why he was going to the library, deeming his name was enough for now.
"The Lady told us to see the Grandmaster," Dev interjected, though that seemed hardly necessary.
"Uh, all right." Amaris looked up at Dev. "I don't think anyone here is going to try and hurt us or get us into trouble," she said. "If he's going to the library, that's where we want to go as well, right?"
Zach smiled again. "There's nothing that can harm you here. The Lady wouldn't allow it," he explained, without really explaining again. It was all so simple to him, he rarely felt the need to explain, unless they were to ask.
Dev shrugged, as much at a loss as Amaris. "If that's where we'll find the Grandmaster, then we might as well follow."
"All right, then." Squeezing Dev's hand, Amaris looked back to Zach with a smile. "Thank you very much, we'd love to tag along."
The little boy on Zach's hip opened his hand in a pseudo wave. "Gon' see Lionman."
Zach chuckled at his son's statement. "Lion-el," he corrected, eyes glinting with amusement. "He always calls him Lionman, don't you, you little imp?" he said, tickling his fingers against the boy's side. "Thankfully, the Grandmaster has a sense of humor."
"Pardon me for asking, but just what is he Grandmaster of?" Dev asked, just one of the questions that had been preying on his mind.
Under the sound of Tristan cackling with laughter, Amaris explained to Dev. "He's the head of the Order of the Knights of the Temple of Avalon," she explained. "Like the Templars on Earth, you know" But the order is much older than the Christian version that was wiped out."
"Of course he is," Dev said with a sigh. Why hadn't he figured that out already? This place was like a Ren Faire for Arthurian aficionados. "And just how does one become a Knight?" he asked, unsure if that was different from being a Guardian.
Zach furrowed his brows as he considered that question. "That, I believe, is a question for the Grandmaster."
"What do you do at the library, Zachariel?" Amaris asked as they walked down to the border of the Temple grounds and out onto the path that lead down into the valley and the town that awaited them. "This doesn't seem like a place that needs librarians so much."