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are talking about? Is it worth risking our lives for? I think it would be a lot safer for us to kill you and be on our way.”
The King raised his voice so the humans could hear him clearly, “We have a magic goblet that if water is drunk from it each day grants the drinker life eternal.”
“I prefer gold or gems to trinkets,” Jalia said and she laughed. “They are a lot easier to trade and much less trouble than goblets that might not work. I’m beginning to think you are right, Daniel. Let’s slit their throats and bury them in the sand.”
The King gulped and tried to tempt them again, “We have precious stones in plenty, of course. Gold coins and jewels, we have without measure. As well as magic objects, you understand. It is all part of our hoard.”
Jalia considered the King’s words and had an idea. “Magic ring bring the sand fairies treasure to me,” she said in a loud clear voice. Nothing happened except that a few of the sand fairies sniggered.
“The ring has limited range and power,” the King said with glee in his voice. He knew Jalia was hooked on the idea of stealing their treasure. That meant there would be plenty of time to spring a trap and reverse their fortunes.
“If there hadn’t been a river running underground just below where you pitched your camp, your first wish would not have been fulfilled,” he explained. Jalia looked at her ring in annoyance. A magic ring that could not be relied on was of little use to anyone.
Jalia motioned to Daniel and they walked out of earshot of the fairies. “I think we should go for the treasure,” Jalia told him. It was not a question.
Daniel shook his head. “That is certainly the suicidal option. Let’s kill them and be on our way. It was only blind luck we saw them in the first place. You don’t live a long life relying on your luck.”
“You’re such a cowardly little boy.” Jalia gave Daniel a push after she spoke. She wanted the treasure and was used to getting her way.
“And you are a girl who should have been beaten more as a child.”
“Hah! I doubt you have the guts to punish a child.” The sneer on Jalia’s face as she spoke was too much for Daniel.
“All right then. I agree. We will risk our lives on this madness, but on one condition.” Daniel said, his anger overriding his good sense.
“I understand. You want the biggest share, I suppose?”
“No, I will take just half of it. However, if we run into trouble and manage to survive, I want your bottom willingly over my knee. Then you will find out exactly how well I can punish a foolish child.”
Jalia stood speechless. She had been whipped many times in her life, on some occasions publicly, but she had never been spanked over a knee like a little child. Worse than the fact that it might hurt, was the humiliation she would face in submitting willingly to him.
Jalia blushed at the thought of it. However, the lure of fairy gold and gems was burning in her gut and she needed Daniel to help her if she was going to steal them.
“Very well, I agree to your terms. Though if things go wrong we shall probably be dead anyway,” she pointed out in a small voice.
“Don’t think I don’t know it,” Daniel muttered as he strode past her and back to the sand fairies. He was furious with himself for agreeing to this madness, and with Jalia for putting him into this situation.
They moved the donkeys to a place where they would be hidden and not be spotted by travelers on the road. Daniel made sure his donkeys had plenty to eat and to drink while Jalia removed and hid her money belt. The last thing she wanted to do was take her own gold to the fairies.
They stripped the fairies of their swords and gathered them up. They put them in a cage that Daniel quickly wove from the course desert grasses around the camp.
Before leaving the campsite, Daniel commanded his magic dagger to cut the fairy swords into tiny slivers. He buried the remains deep in the sand. The fairies
The King raised his voice so the humans could hear him clearly, “We have a magic goblet that if water is drunk from it each day grants the drinker life eternal.”
“I prefer gold or gems to trinkets,” Jalia said and she laughed. “They are a lot easier to trade and much less trouble than goblets that might not work. I’m beginning to think you are right, Daniel. Let’s slit their throats and bury them in the sand.”
The King gulped and tried to tempt them again, “We have precious stones in plenty, of course. Gold coins and jewels, we have without measure. As well as magic objects, you understand. It is all part of our hoard.”
Jalia considered the King’s words and had an idea. “Magic ring bring the sand fairies treasure to me,” she said in a loud clear voice. Nothing happened except that a few of the sand fairies sniggered.
“The ring has limited range and power,” the King said with glee in his voice. He knew Jalia was hooked on the idea of stealing their treasure. That meant there would be plenty of time to spring a trap and reverse their fortunes.
“If there hadn’t been a river running underground just below where you pitched your camp, your first wish would not have been fulfilled,” he explained. Jalia looked at her ring in annoyance. A magic ring that could not be relied on was of little use to anyone.
Jalia motioned to Daniel and they walked out of earshot of the fairies. “I think we should go for the treasure,” Jalia told him. It was not a question.
Daniel shook his head. “That is certainly the suicidal option. Let’s kill them and be on our way. It was only blind luck we saw them in the first place. You don’t live a long life relying on your luck.”
“You’re such a cowardly little boy.” Jalia gave Daniel a push after she spoke. She wanted the treasure and was used to getting her way.
“And you are a girl who should have been beaten more as a child.”
“Hah! I doubt you have the guts to punish a child.” The sneer on Jalia’s face as she spoke was too much for Daniel.
“All right then. I agree. We will risk our lives on this madness, but on one condition.” Daniel said, his anger overriding his good sense.
“I understand. You want the biggest share, I suppose?”
“No, I will take just half of it. However, if we run into trouble and manage to survive, I want your bottom willingly over my knee. Then you will find out exactly how well I can punish a foolish child.”
Jalia stood speechless. She had been whipped many times in her life, on some occasions publicly, but she had never been spanked over a knee like a little child. Worse than the fact that it might hurt, was the humiliation she would face in submitting willingly to him.
Jalia blushed at the thought of it. However, the lure of fairy gold and gems was burning in her gut and she needed Daniel to help her if she was going to steal them.
“Very well, I agree to your terms. Though if things go wrong we shall probably be dead anyway,” she pointed out in a small voice.
“Don’t think I don’t know it,” Daniel muttered as he strode past her and back to the sand fairies. He was furious with himself for agreeing to this madness, and with Jalia for putting him into this situation.
They moved the donkeys to a place where they would be hidden and not be spotted by travelers on the road. Daniel made sure his donkeys had plenty to eat and to drink while Jalia removed and hid her money belt. The last thing she wanted to do was take her own gold to the fairies.
They stripped the fairies of their swords and gathered them up. They put them in a cage that Daniel quickly wove from the course desert grasses around the camp.
Before leaving the campsite, Daniel commanded his magic dagger to cut the fairy swords into tiny slivers. He buried the remains deep in the sand. The fairies
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