The The Melian Revelation
Episode 11

The sun shone on Vrey's room through the window above his bed. It's noon, Vrey thought as he glanced at the window. He pulled the blanket over his head. Today is the same as the days before. He was reluctant to get up let alone start his activities.

A month ago, Vrey and Aelwen managed to fulfill the number of wings needed to make the Nymph Cloak. At that time he was really happy, Vrey as if he could feel the Cloak of the Nymph he coveted was in his grasp. But when he and Aelwen attempted to turn those wings into robes, that was when disaster struck ...

Clothing is generally made from hardened animal skin with hot wax. According to Aelwen, for Nymph wings absorbent material seems like the way it fits. Unfortunately, when they tried to dip a piece of Nymph's wing into a hot candle, it was destroyed.

Aelwen's next idea was to sew pieces of wings into a robe. But when Aelwen tried it, the wing was torn off. They keep trying with different types of threads. Vrey had to use almost all of his personal savings to buy fine silk thread imported from the Kingdom of Lavanya. But it's all for nothing. No matter what type of thread they use, Nymph wings are too fragile to be stitched.

Vrey and Aelwen finally came to a conclusion. The material cannot be made into clothing.

The Nymph's robe is just a myth, nothing more ...

Since realizing that, Vrey seemed to lose his spirit. All day long he just shut himself up in the room. He never expected that failure would make him so

languish like this. It's true he wanted the Nymph's Cloak. But that's natural, right? Who wouldn't want such an amazing thing.

Vrey doesn't understand where all this disappointment comes from. He couldn't even remember the last time he ever felt that way. Except maybe five years ago when ...

The girl bit her lips, preventing herself from recalling those times again. Right now he can't think about that. Vrey does not want to add to the burden of his own mind. She must

rise again from this fall, immediately.

They are currently on holiday and there are no orders. But if he continues to behave like this, sooner or later Gill will beat him all out.

Not just Gill. His friends are worried about Vrey. No day goes by without Blaire asking if Vrey is sick and forcing him to eat more.

Vrey uncovers his blanket and inches up, but his gaze is immediately pounded on the Nymph's wing storage chest. Instantly, his frustration also peaked again. “One crate full of garbage!” his grunts while throwing his pillow at the crate.

Vrey's door opened wide, and Aelwen walked in. “Sorry, Vrey,” said. “They forced me.”

Vrey's forehead is wrinkled. Blaire, Rufius, Evan, and Clyde enter Vrey's room. Blaire stared at Vrey sharply. “Jadi ... Nymph's robe, yes,” she said. “That's what you've been hiding from us all this time?”

Vrey jumped up from his bed. He immediately glared furiously at Aelwen. “You told them?” hardiknya.

“Sorry, Vrey,” Aelwen bowed. “But everyone is worried about you ... I have to tell them”

Aelwen's explanation made Vrey even more furious. “What do I care? You, right, have promised not to tell!” Unfortunately, he got out of bed and stood up right away

in front of Aelwen.

Aelwen was indeed taller than him, but Vrey did not care. While shaking his waist, he stared intently at Aelwen's blue eyes. The girl looked down agitated like a puppy that her master scolded.

Damn there was Blaire who mediated. “This is not his fault,” he said. “You think we can't find out for ourselves?”

Suddenly Clyde patted Vrey on the back hard until he almost fell over. “If from the beginning you told me about the Cloak we, right, could help you find your way.”

All the attention from his friends actually made Vrey even more upset. “Already!” said riled. “We forget about that damn thing. I'll sell these wings on the market. I'm sure one of our customers is willing to buy everything.” He took out his casket and took out a bag containing Nymph's wings.

A wing fell on the wooden floor. Vrey picked up and squeezed the thing without saying anything.

Five years ... That's how long he's collected all those wings. Without him realizing his dream of the Nymph's Cloak had helped him forget a sadness in his past. But now Vrey is going to lose that dream.

Is that why I feel this way? Vrey doesn't understand, which is obvious he doesn't want his friends to worry about him.

But Vrey realized he couldn't hold on to an empty dream forever.

Yep! Why am I keeping it any longer? thought Vrey. I should have thrown all this away a month ago.

Rounding his resolve, Vrey stuffed the wings into the bag and headed for the door. But at the same time, Gill opens the door to Vrey's room. The wooden door leaf slammed into Vrey's face and made him stray to the floor.

Gill looked at Vrey with an innocent face. “Oh, Vrey, haha, I didn't know you were behind that door.”

Vrey quickly stood up. He rubbed his painful nose instead of a puffiness. There was some scolding that flashed across his head for Gill. But Vrey is still sane enough to keep it in his heart.

“Hmm, your looks are so sad, you know!” said Gill again. “You really wanted the robe until you were willing to busk like that sissy Elvar-Elvar, huh?”

Vrey's breath stopped when he heard Gill's words.

Clyde patted his forehead. “Gosh ..” said. “Kok I can forget, anyway!” He turned his gaze to Vrey. “I don't understand why you hid your singing from us. We all want to hear it, you know. That's right, right, guys?” ask her while winking one eye.

Vrey glared with rage. That's not a compliment at all! Vrey knows exactly what Clyde said. Vrey's conjecture is proven seconds later when Rufius, Blaire, and Evan begin to giggle. At first they tried to hold him back, but eventually gave up as well. Before long everyone exploded into laughter, not even Aelwen was left behind.

Only Vrey didn't laugh. His face was hot with annoyance. He gritted his jaws full of anger and squeezed his fists tightly. Goddamnit! This is why I don't want them to know my secret! It was like Vrey stuffed all these wings into Aelwen's big mouth.

“Gill!” vrey said in the laughter of his friends. “You have many acquaintances, right? Someone must be willing to pay a lot for these wings. We can use the money for various purposes.”

Gill stopped laughing. He looked at Vrey while squinting his eyes. “You didn't collect these wings for money, did you?” tanyakanya.

For a moment Vrey was stunned and unable to answer. But he hurriedly controlled himself. “Of course I did it for the money! What other reason is there?”

“Not lie,” says Gill. “You want the Cloak for another reason.”

“Why not?” ask Aelwen. “Isn't that what thieves do? Hunting for treasures and legends,” he added innocently.

Gill laughed in a hoarse voice when she heard it. “Tuh! Even Aelwen sounds more like a thief than you”

“Ayolah, Vrey,” says Aelwen beaming. “I'll help you. There's gotta be another way. We'll find him.”

Very optimistic, said Vrey in his heart. Aelwen must have read too many fairy tales while still living in the city. Vrey remembers, in the fairy tale Aelwen told, everyone always gets their dreams and lives happily ever after.

After three years of living in Mildryd, Aelwen still had not learned about the most basic realities of life. Not every dream can be fulfilled and not everyone can live

happily ever after!

Because of Aelwen's words, now Gill and the others are staring at Vrey, waiting for him to answer ‘Iya’. Realizing that she had no other choice, Vrey exhaled

length. “Iya, yes,” said, “I'll try one more time!”

Let it! I will pretend to follow their wishes. When they forget about this, I'll sell those wings quietly. If so, they can't do anything anymore.

As Vrey expected, everyone looked satisfied. Especially Gill.

“Good,” said the man. “Tomorrow early in the morning you and Aelwen must leave. You can't go home before you finish that robe.”

“What?!” Vrey and Aelwen called out together.

Gill looked at Vrey. “Am I less generous? I'm giving you time to pursue your dreams!” his gerrick. Then, he turned to Aelwen. “Today you want to adventure and search for treasure, right? Now is your chance.”

“Really, Gill?” Aelwen. “But if I go, who will take care of the store later?” Blaire answered. “Don't worry, we're on holiday. Even if there is a sudden order, I will stay and take care of the store. In times of emergency we can also take advantage of Evan.”

“Hey, what do you mean?” evan protests.

Rufius mangosteen agreed. “Thus we do not have to bother keeping this big baby in the forest.”

“I'm not a baby!” evan protest again.

Hearing everyone decide everything without even asking her made Vrey even more furious. He screamed loudly.

“OY!” His blaring voice broke the chatter of his friends. “Just let you decide! Aelwen and I are not going anywhere. ADUUUHHH!”

Gill's hot jewel lands in Vrey's ear. Not only that, Gill also pulled his ears up until Vrey had to tiptoe. “Are you deaf, huh!” Gill shouted out loud

in his ear.

“Ouch! Forgive me, take off my ears, Gill,” pinta Vrey.

Gill finally let go of the jewel. Vrey grimaced in pain while holding his ear that felt like it was going to come off. “For example, Gill, why do I have to go? I, can, can

finish that robe here?”

Clyde stared at Vrey. “You're really stupid, huh?” ledek.

“Whispering!” reply Vrey sewot. “I, right, can find information in Mildryd. I can go around the market and ask, someone might know something.”

“In a small town like this, ask any day of the night you won't get any leads,” Clyde explained.

Gill nodded. “Clyde correct. If you want information about such things, you should go to the capital of Granville. Aelwen is from there, I'm sure he can help you.”

The previously excited Aelwen suddenly turned deathly pale. “Eh ... Gill, I've been leaving Granville for three years. I think everything's changed. Anyway, I don't want to go back there.”

Clyde glanced at Aelwen. “What's the reason?” tanyakanya. “You're afraid you'll get to know the people at the convent? Take it easy, every year there are dozens of Acolytes who run away. They won't remember you.”

“Not that,” Aelwen looks confused.

Vrey snorted impatiently. “Have it, if he doesn't want to, don't be forced. I also don't intend to go kok.”

Vrey's answer provoked Gill's emotions. He's got Vrey's other ear. “MORNING BOOK YOU MUST LEAVE THIS HOUSE! AND I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANOTHER COMPLAINT, OKAY?”

Vrey knows opposing Gill's current wishes is tantamount to digging his own grave. He no longer disputes. Vrey bit his lips in annoyance then nodded slowly.

Gill was satisfied to see it. He jerked his hand from Vrey's ear and walked out of the room. One by one Clyde, Rufius, and Evan overtake Gill and leave the room, leaving Vrey, Alewen, and Blaire. Vrey and Aelwen bowed in lethargy. They don't even look at each other.

Blaire finally raised both of her hands. “Ayolah,” said. “Kubantu y'all pack.” He started taking Vrey's clothes out of the box.

Vrey had to start packing. Blaire drags the dreamy Aelwen to help. “Do not be dumb. You should pack too. We still have to shop in the market after this, there is a lot to buy. Food supplies, tents, medicine.”

“For what?” ask Vrey coldly. “If on the way later I run out of supplies, I just sell Aelwen in the nearest village!”

“Hey, if you want to be angry, be angry with Gill. I also don't want to go back to Granville!” sahut Aelwen ketus.