Twilight of a Hybrid

choices already and the past and the present couldn’t be undone. He was going have to make do of what was going on at the current moment. Vaeludar shook his head in disbelief at the king’s interference and said, “Alright, I won’t kill anyone today. I’ll leave that to the Dragons, unless they try to kill me first.”
King Uragiru nodded and smiled happily that Vaeludar wasn’t going to killing any guests during the day. “Good. Then I’ll leave you two be. Don’t do anything so foolish that could ignite a war in seasons.” After the warning, the king walked away with a small garrison of soldiers wearing helmets covering their faces.
Vaeludar glared at Teutates in frustration. Since it was now the official wedding day, Vaeludar had little options to choose from. He slightly leaned on the table before taking his eyes away. “If you have anything you wish to say, say it,” said Vaeludar.
“You aren’t happy at all,” said Teutates.
“This wedding was to take place later on. Several days ago the plans were changed by Marina: the girl you just saw leaving me here,” said Vaeludar. “Everything you see before you was her idea. She asked the king to change the wedding dates and suggested inviting you here: all of which angered me easily. And I can grow angrily just as fast as a rock being thrown on top of a river. And she did make these choices without consulting with me at first.”
“You’re starting to regret you met this fish in the first place.”
“On the contrary, I don’t regret meeting her, but I do regret proposing to her months ago. We have been living together for that long, getting our own home and living through winter together. Once spring had arrived, I had to continue on a quest I had to put on hold during the winter, and I came too close into completing it that suddenly Marina had to change the dates of today and delaying my quest even further. That is the harsh form of reality.”
Teutates stroke his chin. He expected Vaeludar to have some sort of childish manner, but it turns out Teutates was looking a full-grown, mature, manly creature. “And here I thought you be something more of a child believing in the belief of fairy tales. It seems I was wrong about that.”
“And it seems I am wrong about you: thinking you were a tyrant walking through the caste’s doors,” said Vaeludar.
For one thing, the two strangers seemed to be agreeing on several different things just after becoming enemies at first site; both turning from bitter enemies to bitter allies, but this was just the beginning of what could be an alliance or a rivalry.
Vaeludar stroke his neck and looked around the other events that were happening around him. Before walking to leave, Vaeludar excused himself from Teutates and disappeared into the large crowd. Vaeludar walked through the crowd, which now had seemed to be like a regular crowd that wasn’t getting their hands on him as they tried to do earlier. However, there was very little room to maneuver around, with his tail silvering behind him and his wings massively wide even as they are folded.
The hybrid decided to maneuver around the big crowd with the air. Vaeludar widened his wings and soared through the sky. In the air, he had an endless view of space so he could move freely, unlike walking on the ground where open spaces can be grow crowded in seconds. Vaeludar soared to the nearest tower’s walls and see everything that was going on.
More than a dozen entertainers were rabbling. Jugglers stood on one foot with juggling with many small balls at once. Gypsies were showing off how flexible they could be. One wide open arena with a horizontal pole had two knights on horses running toward each other with long spears. Juggling, jousting, singing, music, and showoffs were all being conducted at the same time. There was a wide ferity of entertainment going on while Vaeludar was waiting for Marina to be done with her sudden final second changes that King Uragiru had brought up. So much to do and so much to see was too much for Vaeludar to see and think at the same time.
Vaeludar hasn’t see this much entertainment since he killed his first Minotaur. This was three times bigger than that celebration he had many months back. He had the feeling of taking on the Minotaur again instead of browsing through a large choice of entrainment. He was starting to regret of making the regret of proposing to Marina; he was glad he did to propose to her. But he still had a bad feeling that something bad was going to happen latter on in the day.
Vaeludar signed of what entertainment he should watch first. He looked at the horses and knights jousting but he wanted something else than just seeing weapons or human flexibilities. He wanted to see himself being interpreted in a storytelling of someone telling of his adventure to the Northern Region or something some him slaying the Minotaur. Then he saw an open area of costume people with more than sixty percent of the large crowd was staring at.
Vaeludar glided toward the costumed people. He saw them preforming some kind of play. One was dressed as a bull and the other was dressed as him, with only wings attached to the player’s back. A narrator stood near the side speaking, “…and the large Minotaur was in no match for the unknown creature. And in one large fire breathing, breathe, the strange creature, whose name was Vaeludar, beheaded the creature with ease, killing the creature without taking a scratch on his skin.”
Then the player portraying Vaeludar bent down from above the Minotaur and a person in the background waved a blue flag near the player’s mouth through the Minotaur player’s neck. The masked head of the Minotaur player fell from the costume, ultimately ending the tale of Vaeludar and the