The Son of Chitira
Caramon took off his cloak. He wanted to hang the cloak back on the nail, but he missed it. The cloak slid to the ground. He didn't spend much effort picking it up. The woman looked at everything with a suspicious expression.
Why don't you go find him?
Because you've already found him. I am Caramon Malzeri.
The woman looked very surprised, and then her expression turned to suspicion.
You can ask anyone, said Caramon, gesturing to the inn and beyond. What good would it do for me to lie? He patted his big belly with a red face and shrugged. I know I may not look like a hero…
The woman suddenly laughed. This smile made her look even younger. I had expected to meet a noble knight. I'm glad you're not. This…would be much simpler.
She looked at him carefully. I should have recognized you earlier after taking a closer look at you. She once described you to me-a big man with more muscles than brains, always thinking about what to eat for his next meal. Please forgive me, my lord. These are the words of Kittira, not mine.
Caramon's face darkened. I think you should know, madam, that my sister has passed away. To be more precise, she's my half-sister. You also know that she was once a Dragon Knight, a subordinate of the Empress of Darkness. Why would she tell you anything about me? Maybe she doted on me for a while, but she soon forgot about this.
I know Kitira better than most, sighed the woman. She lived with me for a few months. That was before the war, about five years ago. Would you like to hear the whole story from the beginning? I've risked a lot, traveled thousands of miles just to find you.
Maybe we should wait until dawn-
She shook her head. No, I don't want to take any extra risks. To me, it's safest to travel at night. Would you like to hear my story? If you don't believe me…She shrugged. Then I won't disturb you anymore.
I'll get you some tea, Tika said. She patted her husband's shoulder quietly and encouraged him to listen. Then, she turned around and went to the kitchen.
Caramon sat down heavily. Alright, ma 'am. If you don't mind my rudeness, what's your name?
Sarah Dunstan. I was once a resident of Solania. The story also began in a small town not far from Palansus.
I was only about twenty years old at that time, and I lived alone in the small house owned by my parents. A few years before that, both my parents had passed away due to the plague. I was also infected, but I was lucky enough to survive. I learned the skill of weaving from my mother and used it to make a living. Oh, when I was young, I did have a chance to get married; But I rejected those opportunities. The townspeople all say that I'm too picky. In fact, it's because I've never met the person I love. And I'm not willing to give in.
I'm not very happy. In the bitter days before the war, not many people would be happy. We do not know what future awaits us, or we would consider ourselves very lucky.
She took a cup of hot tea. Tika sat down beside her husband and handed him a cup of hot tea. Caramon took the hot tea, put it down, and then forgot the existence of this thing. His expression was very solemn.
Continue, madam.
You shouldn't call me ma 'am. I'm not. Like I said, I'm just a textile worker. At that time, I was using a textile machine at home when I suddenly heard a loud knock on the door. I looked out and thought it was a man standing in front of the door. However, I immediately discovered that it was a woman wearing leather armor. She carried a sword like a man, and her black hair was as short as a man.
Tika squinted at Caramon, watching his reaction. This description was exactly what Chitira looked like. But Caramon's face was expressionless.
She asked me for something. I think it might be water. But before she could make a sound, she fainted at my feet.
I carried her into the house. I could tell that she was very ill. I went to the old woman in the village, a Druid. That was before Mishakai's priest reappeared, but the Druid still had his own methods and saved many lives. Perhaps this is also why we weren't deceived by those hypocritical priests.
When the Druid arrived, the woman who called herself Chitira had already regained consciousness. She tried to leave the bed, but she had no strength. The old lady checked her body and told her to lie down and rest.
Chidi refused. It's just a small cold, she said. Give me some herbs and I can go on my way.
It's not the cold you think it is, the Druid told her. You're pregnant. If you don't lie down and rest, you'll lose this child.
Caramon's face suddenly turned deathly pale, as if all his blood had been sucked dry in an instant. Tika did not look any better. She was forced to put the cup down, afraid that she would spill the tea. She reached out and grabbed Caramon. His response was very shocking, but he was very grateful to her.
I just want this little bastard to have a miscarriage! Chitira began to curse. I've never heard a woman speak like this, and she's so vicious. Sarah shivered. Just standing at the side and listening was enough to scare people out of their wits, but this did not make the old woman cower.
You could indeed abort the baby, but you would also die at the same time. If you are not careful, you will lose your life.
Kittira muttered that she didn't trust the toothless old witch. But I could tell she was really scared, perhaps because she was weak and sick. The old woman said she wanted to take Kittira home to take care of her, but I said no, I would take care of her. You might think this is strange, but I'm lonely…and I admire your sister a little.
Caramon shook his head gloomily.
Sarah shrugged and smiled. She was independent and strong. If I had the courage, I could be like him. So she stayed by my side. She was very ill. She had indeed contracted the fever caused by the miasma in the swamp. And she kept complaining about the child. It was obvious that she did not want the child, and her anger towards the child did not help her.
I nursed her through the fever. She was ill for almost a whole month. In the end, she was much better and the baby was saved. However, the fever has left her very weak. I think you know the symptoms. She couldn't even lift her head. Sarah sighed. When she recovered, the first thing she asked was for abortion medicine from the Druid.
The old woman told Chitira that it was too late. If she insisted on aborted the child, she would only die with him. Chitira did not like it, but she was too weak to argue or change anything. However, from that day onwards, she began to count the days and calculate when the child would be born. When that day comes, I will be able to get rid of that little bastard. If she says so, I will be able to get rid of him.
Caramon made a strange sound in his throat and coughed a few times. His expression looked very serious. Tika held his hand tightly.
Sarah continued when she was due. Chitira had recovered her strength by then. Fortunately, she had recovered because she had almost had a difficult labor. After two days and nights of hard work, the baby was finally born: It was a boy. He was very strong and healthy. Unfortunately, Chitira was not so lucky. The Druid (obviously not fond of Chitira) told Chitira bluntly that she would not live much longer, and that it would be best if she told the others who the father was; So that he could acknowledge his father.
That night, when her life was hanging by a thread, Kittira told me who the father was and why it had happened. However, because of my father's identity, she forced me not to tell her.
She was very insistent on this. She forced me to swear a heavy oath in the name of my deceased mother. Take this child to my brothers. They were Caramon and Raistlin. They will raise my son to become a great warrior. Especially Caramon. He was a good warrior. I know. I taught him.
I promised her. Under the circumstances, I would have agreed to anything. I feel sorry for her. She was so weak and dejected that I was almost certain that the person in front of me would not live long. Is there anything I can show your brothers to prove that this is your child? Otherwise, why would they believe me? I asked her. Was there any jewelry that they could recognize?
I have no jewelry. This is the only sword I have. Give my sword to Caramon, and he will understand. Tell him... tell him.... Chitira looked around weakly now. She looked at the baby crying in the cradle beside the fire. My little brother used to cry like this, she whispered. He had always been in poor health, and Raistlin was a weakling. When he cried, Caramon would try to coax him. He would make hand shadows, like this. She raised her hand. Poor woman, she only had this much strength left. Then, she showed the image of a rabbit's head. Like this.
Caramon would say, Ray, look, it's a rabbit.
Caramon let out a strange sound and lowered his head with his hands covering his face. Tika Huan hugged him and comforted him.
I'm really sorry, Sarah said with concern. I forgot how sad this was for you. I didn't mean to make you sad. I just wanted to prove--
It's alright, Ma 'am. Caramon looked up. His face looked haggard, but he had regained his composure. Memories were indeed very sad, especially…bringing up the past like this. But I believe you now, Sarah Dunstan. I'm sorry I didn't believe you before. Only Kittira... or Ray... would know the story.
There was no need to apologize. Sarah took a sip of tea and held the cup with both hands to keep warm. Of course, Chitira did not die in the end. The old woman found it unbelievable. She said that Kittira must have made an alliance with Takhisis. Later, when I learned of Citila's merciless killing methods, I often thought so myself. Did she promise to exchange the souls of the innocent for her own life after the darkness? Was this how Takhissi would spare her?
Your imagination is really too terrifying! Tika shivered.
It wasn't imagination, Sarah said timidly. I've seen this before.
She was silent for a long time. Caramon and Tika looked at her with horror. What they saw now was the woman who had walked in. He wore an evil mask on his head and used the deadly black lilies as decoration.
You said the baby survived, said Caramon suddenly, frowning. I think Chitira kept him.
Yes, it was. Sarah continued her story. Soon, Chitira was strong enough to continue traveling. However, while she was recovering her strength, she began to like this child. He was a healthy boy, looking very smart and healthy. I can't raise him, she told me. Something earth-shattering was about to happen. An army was gathering in the north. I want to use my sword to make a name for myself. Find him a good family. I'll give you money to raise him. When he's old enough to fight for me, I'll come back for him.
Aren't you going to give it to your younger brothers? I boldly suggested.
She turned around angrily. Forget that I told you I have a younger brother! Forget everything I told you. You are never allowed to reveal who the father of the child is!
I agreed. Then I asked her if I could keep the child with me. Sarah looked at the fire, blushing. You can probably guess that I was very lonely at that time. I've always wanted a child of my own. If there are gods, I think they answered my prayers.
Chitira was pleased with the proposal. She trusts me quite a bit. I think she even likes me a little. This might be the limit of her fondness for other women. She promised to give me money as soon as she had money. I said I didn't care; I could afford to support myself and a child. I also promised her that I would write to her and tell her about the child's condition. She kissed the child and placed him in my arms as she left.
What do you want to call him? I asked her.
Call him Shi Gang, she said. When she said this, she thought it was interesting to match the name of the child's father.
Half-elf? Caramon whispered to Tika. I don't think it's funny, except that Tanis might find it awkward. It had been so many years. He shook his head. He actually didn't know.
Shhh! Tika whispered. You can't talk nonsense.
What was that? Sarah heard the gist of it. What did you say?
Sorry, because I don't find it interesting. said Caramon. What was so interesting about the child's name? Shigang Half-elf and Half-elf Tanis?!
Half-elf? Sarah looked a little confused.
said Caramon, blushing and coughing awkwardly. Listen, we all know what's going on between Tanis and Kittira, there's no need to hide it-
Ah, you think the child's father is Tanis the half-elf, Sarah suddenly understood. No, you're wrong.
Really? Caramon was confused. Of course, it could also be someone else.
Any man wearing pants could have done it, Tika said in a low voice.
But you said the child was born four years before the war. Kittira and Tanis were still lovers. She must have just left Solace, and with her-Caramon's breath almost choked. He glared at Sarah. This was impossible! she growled. Chitira lied. I don't believe it!
Who are you thinking of? Tika questioned. I can't guess! Who are you talking about?
Do you remember that time-
Caramon, when you left Solace with Raistlin and the others, I was just a little girl. Moreover, you have never said anything about what happened in the past five years.
We never mentioned the adventures of that time, Caramon said slowly, slowly sorting out his thoughts. Our original goal was to find the True God. But now that I think about it, I know that we were actually searching for ourselves. How could anyone describe this kind of self-seeking journey to others? Therefore, we kept our mouths shut and allowed the bards to make up all kinds of strange stories at will.
He gave Sarah a stern look, and the latter could only watch as the hot tea slowly cooled in her hands.
To be honest, I have to admit that I have no evidence. She confessed that she had evidence, but she couldn't produce it now.
She raised her head resolutely. You've always believed in me.
I don't know what to believe now, said Caramon heavily. He got up and walked over to the fire.
Is there anyone willing to tell me what happened? What was the baby's name? Tika questioned, somewhat exasperated.
Shi Gang, Sarah replied. Shi Gang Bredt Bredt.
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