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Magpie clapped his hands, as you do after a good play. He was smirking also, very proud over his little companion and the way he handles things, without a single drop of blood wasted. It was rather admirable that he had ,managed such things. "Very well done, Highness." He said, nodding as he watched two more tankards of mead got placed before them, the barmaid even bowed before them, not what was something Magpie wasn't used to. "Interesting, but also. I hate horses." He added, for no real reason and quickly ordered some more food, he was starving.
 
Danny smiled, fixing his hair now that there was no reason to try to act like he was someone else. If the people around him hadn't figured it out yet, they were too dumb to care. "Thank you. Having royal blood has its perks." He chuckled, finally finishing his first tankard. "And I don't mind if you don't like horses. Sir Jackson has a black stallion named Iron that can run faster than any other war horse and has seen more battles than his rider. Plus, he knows and obeys me without question. He's a smart horse." Danny smiled down at the second tankard, his spirit raised only by the idea of such a majestic animal. He was fairly complex, but the things that made him happy we're very simple.


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"You better speak truth." Magpie said as he pointed towards Daniel. "Animals mean trouble. And I don't care for them. I'll warn you before the Dragons shows up though, incase that horse of yours doesn't like them." Magpie didn't like Dragons either. The description of the horse sounded very good and well, better than the stupid thing he had stolen earlier that day but he still didn't trust something that couldn't speak words, they usually followed his stupid 'wife' and were something he wanted to stay far away from. If the horse was as obedient as the boy said, then maybe he could deal with it for a little while at least, without going insane.
 
"We're going to need a faster way of getting around and a way to carry supplies- wait did you just say dragon? We're going to see a dragon?" Danny's eyes were wide with surprise. That was insane. He couldn't imagine a faster way to be killed on their adventure. He didn't think any animal would be okay with going near a giant, fire breathing lizard. He wasn't even ready for that.
 
Magpie nodded as another plate of boar was placed in front of him. This time covered in what could only be boiling beer, seeing the smell was far too strong for anything else. "Not a dragon, but a few, I would believe. Depending on our luck." He rubbed his hands together and started to eat, in between mouthfuls he added. "Order more food if you're hungry. I don't think they're going to force us to pay for it, not after your little scene. Great job by the way."
 
His appetite had disappeared after he had gained the knowledge of what they were going to be facing, but he smiled a bit at Magpie. "When you spend a while with my father, using your bloodline becomes a habit that's hard to break. I doubt it'll work forever, though. And why were you so fast to pull out your blade? Sir Jackson is a royal guard who knows how to fight better than any thief ever could, no offense." He looked down at his hands, twiddling his thumbs and thinking about what else would be coming up. Deserts, dragons, guards, and more. It was all a bit hard to handle. But, he still wanted to go with the strange man sitting across the table. A little danger was nothing in exchange for some time away from the castle. Anything was worth that, in his opinion. Besides, Magpie seemed interesting, and Danny wanted to know a bit more about him.
 
That was an odd question and nothing he was used to hear, nor expect from a prince. He glanced down at his blade before taking a big gulp of mead. "I'm a demon." He said, with a low voice, not something you wanted to say out loud around there, in case there were any demon hunters around. Magpie might have seemed like an all powerful being, hah, he wished, but he did have his weaknesses, a bunch of them in fact and even some that made him a mortal man for a few days, which wasn't too pleasant. "I'm born, I live and I die just to be born again. I've probably lived at least... a few thousand... million? Lives, by now. Every time I am born I'm born into a different being but I keep my memory and my skill from my previous life, would I exercise my memory to remember them." He took a big bite of his boar and swallowed loudly. "How many lives have your guard had as a guard?" He grinned towards the prince.
 
Danny thought for a moment before shrugging with a chuckle. "I highly doubt he's anything but a human. If he was a demon he wouldn't have been so tempted by my offer, I suppose." He smiled at Magpie before taking a drink of his mead, savoring the taste for a moment. "So, you're actually older than 38?" He raised an eyebrow at the demon, tapping out a quiet rhythm on the table as the music started back up. Despite the speed bumps of the night, he was enjoying himself. The action was a welcome change of pace for him, even if it was exhausting. He could handle that. He'd be willing to deal with anything as long as Magpie didn't send him back to the castle. But, he figured that if the other man wanted to do that he already would have, wouldn't he? Sir Jackson had been right there and was probably carrying some gold. Magpie could have gotten paid for the prince if he came up with a good enough story.
 
"Well, yeah, naturally. You seriously think a demon would be thirty-eight years old? You're too funny highness." He chuckled. Silly prince. He actually thought it was rather interesting that the king had managed to raise an heir to the throne without as much as told him about old tales, sure, to most people they were nothing but children's stories, but one should take them into consideration, especially in time such as these. Why else did children go missing in the forests? Witch...


Magpie grumbled to himself and finished his second meal for that evening, after taking a long gaze out the window he came to the conclusion that it was late and he finished his mead too. "We should get going, set up camp outside of town."
 
Danny quickly finished off his mead, nodding. "It is pretty late." He commented, gazing blankly out of the window and into the depths of the growing darkness. "How far away is the desert?" He asked, more to himself than anyone else. It was an interesting question. It could be days, weeks, months away. Perhaps longer. Magpie hadn't given much detail about what their trip would take. He didn't mind the trip taking a while. The longer the better, in his own opinion.


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"Further than to your castle, I can tell you that much." Magpie smirked and got up from his seat. He walked towards the barmaid and gave her a flirtatious smile as he leaned forward. "You don't happen to have a lot of salted meat that you're not using hun? Or a keg of mead or two..." Problem with being a demon was that he could only create things natural, salted meat was made by men and so were mead, even if it was made through natural making, he could only summon the things to make it out of and then he would stand clueless, except rope... for some unplanned reason. At least they wouldn't go thirsty in the desert. The lady quickly vanished and came back, two bags off salted meat and a keg of beer. "I assume you're not going to pay for any of this?" The lady asked, quirking him a brow. Magpie, took the keg on his shoulder, seemingly stronger than he looked and the bags of meat under one arm. "We could take it up stairs if you--" A slap to his face was his answer, he could do nothing but to turn around and grumble.
 
Danny stood up, watching the little situation. He saw the slap coming, but he couldn't help but to laugh when it actually happened. He walked up to the barmaid, smiling softly. "I'm sorry about my companion, miss. He hasn't yet learned when he should hold his tongue." He giggled, pulling up his hood. He pulled a few gold coins out of his pouch and offered it to her. It was the least he could do. After all, they had caused quite a bit of drama, and Magpie had eaten and drank enough for two men. Someone deserved some kind of compensation for having to deal with them.
 
The lady was indeed surprised that the young man, a companion to that bastard who just left the inn by opening the door with his foot, would pay for any of the food given to them to day, prince or no prince. She would thank him, of course and give him a hint, just a small one, to go to the traders district and look for bandages and medicine, would the both of them end up in trouble during their journey.
 
Danny quickly thanked her before following Magpie outside. His eyes flicked around for a moment before landing on sir Jackson's steed. Iron was a marvelous beast that loomed over the tallest of men and looked just as dangerous as the Knights that had ridden him. Danny smiled at the horse. He had made a good choice by blackmailing sir Jackson. Iron was going to make this trip much easier:


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Magpie was staring at the giant beast and had been for a good while now. It had felt like forever, waiting for Daniel to exit the inn. Placing the big keg of ale down on the brick road the demon sighed heavily. "I can't believe this.. That isn't yours is it?" He had to ask, even though it seemed obvious. If there was something Magpie hated but horses, it would be big horses.
 
Danny walked over, petting Iron's side. "He's not mine, but he might as well be. I'm the one who trained him, after all." Danny grinned at the horse before easily getting on his back, although it was almost up to his shoulder. Iron responded by huffing softly and shifting his hooves. The prince quickly started digging through the pouches tied to the saddle. Gold, snacks, small weapons, official papers. It wasn't anything particularly exciting.


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Magpie avoided the back side and front side of the horse, like any intelligent man would it was after all the ends that could do the most damage to ones skull. He began to tie the barrel of ale against the side of the saddle and once that was done he did the same to the sack of meat and gifts from his so called wife on the other side, to even out the weight. He didn't like horses but that didn't mean that he had to be cruel. "You trained this monster?" He asked, frowning slightly. "I thought you were useless."
 
A chuckled escaped Danny as he scratched iron behind the ears. "Looks can be deceiving, I suppose. I never would have guessed that a man as bold as you would be afraid of a friendly giant like Iron." Danny laughed. He had noticed the uneasiness in his companion, and how he had avoided the front and back of the large horse. Iron didn't attack people. None of the royal horses did.


Danny sighed softly, remembering all of the horses he had helped train. Iron had been the first one he trained by himself.


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"I am not afraid of a dumb animal!" Magpie blurted and jumped up on the horse, sitting neatly behind the prince, one arm wrapped around his waist and the other behind him for support. "I just don't trust them." Him, afraid? That would have been a proper insult, wouldn't it have been so bloody untrue. Though, when the tail brushed up against his hand, as the horse flicked it from side to side, he indeed got a bit uneasy.
 
Danny giggled, a flash of mischief darting through his blue eyes. "Really?" He chirped, wrapping his arms around Iron's neck. "Rashiram." He breathed in Iron's ear, and the massive horse reared up with a neigh. Danny laughed as Iron's hooves went back to the hard earth.


He knew what to say to make Iron do whatever he wanted. The command was meant for battle, to make an enemy fall off of a horse that they took. Many commands were almost as great as pranks and jokes as they were in a fight.


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Screaming like he had never screamed before, Magpie went flying backwards and hit his head on the brick road. Not that it made much damage, except to his pride. The thief shuffled back up on his feet, dusting himself off with a frown and 'hmpfh'-ing at him before he decided to walk instead of ride. Stupid animal.
 
A loud, ringing laugh escaped Danny and he rewarded Iron with a sugar cube. Good horse. Danny turned to look at Magpie. "Sorry, it was just too tempting." He purred, a grin on his face. "Shall we head out?" He cocked his head to the side, still a tad giddy. Magpie had screamed. The great and powerful demon know. As Magpie had toppled off of a horse and screamed like a child. He hadn't been expecting that kind of response, but it was a pleasant surprise.


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Magpie continued to walk, there was no way he was going to use that awful creature. He couldn't wait till they met a few dragons, then he would have his revenge. After all, Dragons want shiny things and what is more shiny than a Prince? He doubted every dragon wanted a princess. That would be awfully boring in the long run, all the nagging...


"Don't mention it." He said in a huff, continuing along the street, not paying the animal any mind.
 
Danny and Iron followed Magpie closely. "We should head through town and see what kind of supplies we can get. We need more than just water and food, right? Like, medicine?" Danny studied Magpie, who seemed fairly angry, or at least irritated. But, how else were you supposed to feel after getting thrown from a horse? Especially when you don't like horses much.


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"Medicine, what sort of--" Magpie trailed off. Of course they needed medicine, bandages and other items, he had to travel with a human now. A human that he wanted to keep around. It all became a lot more difficult to handle, the thief took a deep breath but nodded quickly. "Aye, I suppose we do. Though I know almost nothing of your kinds... tricks about surviving in the wild, more than food and bandages, so you'll have to point out when you see a place to buy what you need."
 

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