Chapter 9: Meeting The Iceborns—5
The Iceborns soon felt dismayed, incapable of comprehending what Zariel meant by that. Of course, it wasn’t what I wished for either. If anything, I had a little sympathy for them and was thinking of fulfilling their request if it wouldn’t be much of a problem.
However, Zariel seemed to be against it entirely. Although I wasn’t sure what motivated her to act that way, one thing was certain. There must be a bigger issue if she, of all people, was denying the request.
"Oh, my lady! Please consider our future. If it goes as it has been, there is no guarantee that we will manage to survive even a decade. Our bloodlines will cease to exist. The Mavi Clan will be done for. We beg you. Please don’t look away from us."
The Iceborns, including Shika, fell on their knees, gesturing in a begging manner as Mr. Hiba implored. Zariel, however, remained stubborn. She just wouldn’t budge from her decision, unless I intervened.
"Come on Zariel. What gives you the attitude? You aren’t this stubborn. You aren’t cold-hearted either. It won’t kill you to consider their future, will it?"
In any case, I was hanging in the middle of Zariel’s denial and the Iceborn’s miserable faces that seemed to be facing utter despair. Honestly, I didn’t want to see Shika—the beautiful, graceful and elegant Iceborn—kneeling before us. Not that I wanted to see Mr. Hiba either.
"No means no." Zariel sat angrily on my shoulder, making balloon faces while folding her arms near her chest. "No! Never! Nah-uh! N O No! Just NO! I won’t allow you to take their request. I don’t like people ordering you around."
Sigh!
She was unimaginably stubborn. I couldn’t help it.