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Yashweh, Chelsea, Saleh

Guinevere smiled. "Good. I'd hate for you to have loose ends."

Elliot grit his teeth, wanting to write slow but knowing that would only prolongue the pain.

As Elliot quickly wrote his name Saleh grit his teeth, his yell of pain pushing past, curling up on the rug and letting his head touch the fabric, hand tightly gripping Leo's as he tried to breathe, grunting again as the last name was signed, stomach muscles tight, the blood dripping down and staining his pants.

"Here!" Elliot shouted unintentionally.

Guinevere took them, smiling, "Such a pretty name. I love how you write it. Are you doing all right, Saleh?"

"I'm fine."

"Good. If you weren't able to take a wife before, you certainly aren't now. Have a good day, boys." She walked out happily, humming and swaying her hips before the noise of wings echoed and died down.

"Get one of the shamans!" Elliot snapped at Tsume, finding spare fabric and pressing it to the bleeding wound, name glittering in the red ink. It looked deep and the wounds were wide to match the strokes of the pen. "I'm so sorry."

Saleh gave a weak grin, understanding the tone of voice. "It's fine."

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Saleh listened to the voice, not quite sure what he was saying but moved his hand over the fabric, moving it away, giving a whine at the amount of blood there was, staining the hem of his pants. Oliver translated the words and he shook his head. "I don't know. Father spoke of it often but he never made mention of how to do it. I just know he wanted it"

"Hasta!" Elliot called, looking at the shadows. "Contact my father! Ask him what we need to start a country. They have the land. They have the population! They have the government for one. Tell him to write it on paper!"

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Chelsea pushed away even further from the group, holding the babies close. So Hasta just came when his name was called? Tch.

Elliot nodded. "Good. You and your people will be a country in no time, Saleh."

"I am thankful." Though the demon made his eyes widened, trying to stand and run away but the pain, and Elliot, quickly had him back on the ground. Saleh was thankful for the medicine man. "Can you fix this? Bandage me up perhaps? Herbs to remove the pain?" he asked

"You always question me." Elliot said with a small frown at the wolf. "If Leo didn't like you..." Though the last part was joking, Elliot had grown used to the wolf and his crass personality.

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Chelsea nodded, letting Tsume take Rin, keeping the quiet one to her chest, soothing him from the drama going on just a few feet away. "always exciting. This is the first time I've seen her. She truly is evil underneath that beautiful face."

Saleh grinned at the nod, pain lacing his features but he let the man do his work, grunting at the sting of the herb mixture, placing a hand over the green gunk to keep it in place before the bandages held it. "Thank you." he whispered, laying down on the rugs.

Elliot hugged his husband, stroking his hair and giving a small nod. "I would not try to press to hard though, Leonard. Remember, we are guests."

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"But what she was saying to you. Was she talking about Kashi? I don't really get that, but I suppose I'm not with the main family like you and him are." Chelsea looked up at frowned at Hasta, ears curling back in warning before realizing why he was moving forward. He was Yuki's familiar. Gosh darnit! it was too late to trade babies with Tsume, the young woman settling herself with glaring at the demonic head of red hair.

"Still be careful. He was getting insulted just speaking with Tsume." and gave his husband a small pat on the cheek before letting go. He sat back down, looking at the platter of food before picking it back up and offering it towards Leo and Saleh. "For later.' he mouthed, wanting the young king to eat.

Saleh smiled as the wet cloth was placed on his head. "Thank you very much, King Leo. I think that is what I'll do."

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Saleh nodded, eyes trained on Leo, listening. Why was he telling him this? His stomach twisted at the information and after a few minutes he had to look away. Why was the king telling him this? He didn't want to know that this King had been a bentien, he didn't want to know the torture he'd been put through. He felt bad for him, yes, but what was the importance of telling the Latian king? "I would really prefer to rest now, sir. The pain has made me exhausted."

She turned her head away from him. Yuki was on her side then. Good. "Unfortunately I am currently out of forgiveness meant for demon kind. You may have to return in a few years. We may have a new shipment by then."

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"Considering I learned from various sources and yourself what happened to you, him talking will take quite a while." Elliot responded. "He'll be fine, it will just take time though. I'm more curious about their rules for marriage if what Oliver translated was true."

Chelsea waited until Hasta was gone, moving her head forward and glancing at Tsume. "I was not flirting. I was simply telling him that I would not forgive him."

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Elliot shrugged. "Cultures are different, Leo. The rules are made up by the elders, and elders have reasons." He worried, Falia being such an open and somewhat lax nation, that anything seemed far to extreme for them. For some of the Falians Elliot's own way of life was a far too conservative. Poor Saleh. Reta and Falia were certainly on the opposite ends of the scale when it came to culture.

Chelsea looked at him, confused. That was truly all she had been doing. Why did that count as flirting? "Honestly all I had to do is dance with him and suddenly you believe I am flirting. Rude." She could decapitate him with one swipe of her paw if she had the ability to become a bear.

Elliot took a sip of water from the pouch, pausing and raising his ears, hearing a noise beyond the human hearing range. Chelsea heard it to, her ears suddenly perking. "My lord?" was all she had time to ask, the ground shaking as something made contact with it, the desert heat suddenly roaring to an unbearable degree. Screams erupted outside, yelling and shouting as people began to move.

Elliot moved outside and stopped, silver eyes colored orange by the flames in the sky. There was Kasp floating in the distance, fire raining down, tents lighting on fire, a crater where the initial impact hit. "GET EVERYONE OUT!" He roared, going back inside. The desert was too vast, the days walk to another watered area would take too long. "PUT THEM WITHIN FALIA'S BORDERS. HASTA, PASA."

Chelsea held Yuki tight to her chest, looking at Tsume and taking the baby so he could help the others. "Hasta take the babies first!" Chelsea cried at a shadow, waiting for him to appear so she could offer him the children. She had to help the others, the same sound in the air again before another impact landed. This one was closer, bear losing her footing and landing on her back. "Shh. Shh it's okay."

Saleh forced himself to sit up, eyes wide. "Yashweh." He moved onto his feet, wincing at the pain in his stomach before moving around the two kings. He had to get to the mourning tent, and upon exiting and looking to the right his eyes widened. "Yashweh!" And quickly ran towards the fire, pushing past the crowd of people that were working to escape, the heat of the desert, bodies and fire causing sweat to bead up on his skin.