Silvertree Chronicles Book One, Chapter 23, The World Awaits (Dragon Wars Enhanced Edition)
Synopsis: The life of Eldar Silvertree from graduation at the prestigious Elven Academy and desire to leave it behind; only to return full circle to shake Elven Society to the core.
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Authors warning: This section contains scenes of incest between sisters.
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I do it to tell the story, for those who wish to read them. I originally submitted this story back in mid-2017 to mid-2018. I have worked to try and improve my writing style while struggling with this issue. I have added some editing software and written a few other stories. Now I am revising and editing this earlier work to try and bring it up to a higher standard from what I have managed to learn over the last few years.
Chapter 23
Wagon Trains into the Moonlight
Eldar looked outside and saw wagons of Elves pulling up already. He looked back at the barkeep. "How full are our common rooms?"
He shrugged, "Probably got room for another 20-30 in there."
Eldar nodded, "I need some water and fruit, I am going to talk to the wagons pulling in."
Eldar looked outside, "Where are you headed?"
The driver looked at Eldar, "We are to do labor in a new town. Suppose to meet them here. There are not many wagons."
Eldar nodded, "Because I sent a bunch ahead yesterday to keep the market from becoming overcrowded. I am Eldar Silvertree and you will be working for my wives and me. Can I get a show of hands for all the wagon drivers, please?"
He got 20 hands, "Bring your bedrolls and come inside. The rest of you give me 5 minutes to get these guys settled. Then you can come in as well."
Eldar walked inside the inn, "Put these drivers in the extra spaces in the common rooms I have left. First, give them each an ale on me."
Eldar returned outside and looked at the other 80. "I do not have enough room space for all of you. However, I have instructed the barkeep to give you food and two ales each. No more after that. It does not make up for sleep but it does fill the stomach and you will be on trail rations you have brought for several months until we get a few things built."
He walked back into the bar. "These 80 are part of the first wave coming in this morning. I suspect quite a few more will show. No more than 2 ale, meads, or glasses of wine each. They can have one meal now.
Another in the morning all on me. I want the spirits cut off after that. Then you might want to get your baker up now. They will be looking for the last bit of fresh bread they will see for the next several months. I figure around 400 loaves of bread."
He chuckled, "I will let him know, he won't be happy but he can get them all done by early morning."
Eldar nodded, "As long as the lead soldiers and wagons are taken care of first it will take some time to get them all out of the market. I am expecting a lot more. How many extra hands does he have?"
He smiles, "8 why?"
Eldar nodded, He pulled out 70 platinum pieces and set them on the counter, "Ten for the baker and five for each of his helpers. The rest for your servers. I will take care of you in the morning."
He smiled, "This will help with his mood."
Eldar looked at the men filing in, "The innkeeper had been given instructions no more than 2 spirited drinks meals now and in the morning. I am paying for it all but I need you clear-headed out there. No cap on fruit other than if he runs out."
Eldar headed upstairs with water and fruit for the ladies. He walked in just as they started to stir, "Wagons have already started pouring in. I put the first 20 drivers into our common rooms. You need to get a few hours of sleep. I am going to head downstairs to keep things in check and get these wagons rolling in a few hours.
You 2 will need to make a quick trip to the bank. Annette, you forgot you need to get the inn furniture on order. With the enchanted ovens so no wood is required. Charlemagne you will need to go with her to pick out what you want them to do with our bedroom. Just do not forget about the bottom rounded rail we have so much fun with."
They both snickered and Annette asked, "When are you going to get some rest?"
Eldar nodded, "When we make camp after leaving the city. I will have BOTH of your horses saddled and ready to go."
Charlemagne groaned but nodded, "Sleep when you are done tomorrow it seems."
He worked on getting his armor on and the ladies came over to give him a hand and a couple of passionate kisses. He left Charlemagne's armor for her and pulled out a clean set of clothes for each of them and took their packs with him.
Charlie felt a bit guilty because she had been sick and she could have and should have been dividing this time up. Yet, Eldar still took care of them. Eldar headed downstairs and more wagons were pulling in.
Eldar looked at them, "More laborers?" They did not respond. He whistled, "Gentleman line your wagons 2 across 20-feet from the gate we have more wagons that will be coming in."
One of the guys in the lead wagon looked over at me, "We work for Greentree."
Eldar nodded, "He works for me. I am the Commander of the Gray Blades. I will be doing your security so please follow my directions, then go see the innkeeper for some food and drink on me."
He got to the one original wagon they had left behind and placed the packs. Before he turned back to the guys in the wagon who were still sitting there. "I am Eldar Silvertree, one of the founders of the town you will be building. You will hear a lot about me in the coming days. The town of Quatarsia is my idea which has been embraced by not only the Wood Elf communities but the King and Queen as well.