Chapter 659: I forgot how petty my husband could be
Later, much much later, I asked Zarfa what had transpired during Natha’s delivery service that day, and she told me as such:
They were in the usual hotel, and since I informed Ignis that Natha would be the one coming, Zarfa did not put the token in the bedroom--naturally. She placed the token in the room we used as a strategy/meeting room, where Natha appeared later in his guise.
Wonderful. How dare they see that appearance longer than me? Anyway...
The delivery service was superb. Shiny jumped off safely--if not slightly terrified. But that was normal since Shiny did not have immunity to Natha’s fear. Nor the other humans. Zarfa already knew what a silly lover boy Natha was from his doctor days, so she bypassed the fear wall. Aina...was just fearless.
Because of that, Natha basically only talked to these two people. Well, might as well, since Zarfa was the one taking care of logistics anyway. He delivered the storage pouch for the provision, and refilled the money pouch on the spot like a walking ATM--Zarfa’s words, not mine.
So far so good.
Now, this was where things started to go wrong--at least for me. In Natha’s style, he asked them to tell him exactly what happened during the night of the attack. Honestly, perhaps it was my fault for going through it briefly--because how could I go into details about what happened in front of my baby who refused to leave my side?
And...well, knowing him, Natha would want to know more details about people who were still causing harm to me even now. And Zarfa being Zarfa did not spear any details or censor anything, including how she crushed those people’s...eggs?
Remember how my story was basically Shiny’s story? Knowing that its observation was being retold, Shiny energetically chimed in, and gave a more vivid picture of what transpired while I was falling asleep. Ignis generously provided an interpretation, but even without that, Natha already saw it through Shiny’s thoughts.
’Oh, he was mad, Val! He was malding!’ Zarfa would laugh mirthfully despite the eerie consequences of her detailed accounts.
But yeah, I could see that. I mean, I already saw how angry he could get when Zir’Kal touched me--so much that he did not allow me to look at his face. If it wasn’t for his disguise, Jin’s internal alarm would probably blare strongly.