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<div style="text-align:center">——-¤0§ <span style="color: purple">[[Chapter I - The Beginning|Chapter I]] ¤ [[Chapter II - Vigils in the Marauder Camp|Chapter II]] ¤ [[Chapter III - Life in Thesos|Chapter III]] </span>§0¤-——</div>{{Trad|EN=Chapter III - Life in Thesos|FR=Chapitre III - La vie à Thesos}}
 
<div style="text-align:center">——-¤0§ <span style="color: purple">[[Chapter I - The Beginning|Chapter I]] ¤ [[Chapter II - Vigils in the Marauder Camp|Chapter II]] ¤ [[Chapter III - Life in Thesos|Chapter III]] </span>§0¤-——</div>{{Trad|EN=Chapter III - Life in Thesos|FR=Chapitre III - La vie à Thesos}}
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===III.1 <span style="color: purple">A page is turning (end)</span>===
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The road was short until Thesos but Eleanides' lively spirit was in fusion. What was she going to do? For the second time in her life, she had a choice. She already had a proposal to return to the Kami camp. But, since the Roots were no longer her priority, as the kamists had not turned their backs on her, she could remain alone. Maybe she was going to visit the Ranger camp. After all, everyone told her it was for her and then she had never visited it. When she returned from her trip, she had felt that this group was not united, unlike the Kamists. But here is Thesos on the horizon. She came straight at Pecus who was waiting for her.
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''"Oh, there you are! I told myself: "That's it, the little girl has changed her mind."
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''— No, I had to leave. I understood it wasn't for me, but the little ones are so... ''*she lowers her eyes*
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''— You will see: there are here grown-ups who are just as so. ''*gives her an elbow with a wink*
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''— Pecus, ralala, you incorrigible. Say: did you find the gazette?
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''— Wait, we're first going to move you to the tower."
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He took the reins of the packers and accompanied her. Elea remained silent. She feared this moment. Certainly she would visit Kiwalie, her friend, Theya, her guard, Kity, her niece. But she knew the legionnaries were there. She often met Naveruss at the bar in the past, but she ignored her. Pecus felt that she was not well.
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''"Hey, move over, young people, my guest is here. Come on, little girl, get in there quick so I can show you your room. Right next to mine. ''*gives her a little slap on the bottom so she'll enter*'' What? Don't look so surprised. If they think you're mine, they'll leave you alone."
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Elea smiled and said to herself that he had thought of everything. This old Pecus who already served her the shooki when she was hunting here, on or under the bridge. They knew each other for so long that they had become friends. With each issue of the gazette, she read it with him, laughing at the bad taste of some people's clothes or when she recognized Robplus, naked like a yubo. Ah and the day Nilstilar's pajamas appeared, Pecus had teased Elea well.
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''"By the way, the delivery guys came by for your furniture, you've got a lot of stuff, haven't you?
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''— Uh, well… You know, I move so often that I'm attached to it. Besides, I wasn't named the Rybambel delivery girl for nothing. Twice in a row under Djiper's nose, ''*rit*'' who was grumbling.
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''— Bha, I was told he was always grumbling.
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''— If he doesn't grumble, he's sick, I'm sure.
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''— Well, I'll let you settle in. I booked you a place in the canteen, you'll see they make some great grilled Matis. ''*teasing her*'' But nay, I know you're not a whitehorn. Ah! You're always reacting straight off to that. And then, you, who has run an inn, you could go help the cook; a good way to get yourself accepted"
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Elea started unpacking and tidying up. Pecus was cute, he had booked her an apartment that looked very much like the one in the Marauder Camp. She put everything back the way it was.
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===<span style="color: purple">To be continued…</span>===
 
===<span style="color: purple">To be continued…</span>===
  
 
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III.1 A page is turning (end)

The road was short until Thesos but Eleanides' lively spirit was in fusion. What was she going to do? For the second time in her life, she had a choice. She already had a proposal to return to the Kami camp. But, since the Roots were no longer her priority, as the kamists had not turned their backs on her, she could remain alone. Maybe she was going to visit the Ranger camp. After all, everyone told her it was for her and then she had never visited it. When she returned from her trip, she had felt that this group was not united, unlike the Kamists. But here is Thesos on the horizon. She came straight at Pecus who was waiting for her.

"Oh, there you are! I told myself: "That's it, the little girl has changed her mind."

— No, I had to leave. I understood it wasn't for me, but the little ones are so... *she lowers her eyes*

— You will see: there are here grown-ups who are just as so. *gives her an elbow with a wink*

— Pecus, ralala, you incorrigible. Say: did you find the gazette?

— Wait, we're first going to move you to the tower."

He took the reins of the packers and accompanied her. Elea remained silent. She feared this moment. Certainly she would visit Kiwalie, her friend, Theya, her guard, Kity, her niece. But she knew the legionnaries were there. She often met Naveruss at the bar in the past, but she ignored her. Pecus felt that she was not well.

"Hey, move over, young people, my guest is here. Come on, little girl, get in there quick so I can show you your room. Right next to mine. *gives her a little slap on the bottom so she'll enter* What? Don't look so surprised. If they think you're mine, they'll leave you alone."

Elea smiled and said to herself that he had thought of everything. This old Pecus who already served her the shooki when she was hunting here, on or under the bridge. They knew each other for so long that they had become friends. With each issue of the gazette, she read it with him, laughing at the bad taste of some people's clothes or when she recognized Robplus, naked like a yubo. Ah and the day Nilstilar's pajamas appeared, Pecus had teased Elea well.

"By the way, the delivery guys came by for your furniture, you've got a lot of stuff, haven't you?

— Uh, well… You know, I move so often that I'm attached to it. Besides, I wasn't named the Rybambel delivery girl for nothing. Twice in a row under Djiper's nose, *rit* who was grumbling.

— Bha, I was told he was always grumbling.

— If he doesn't grumble, he's sick, I'm sure.

— Well, I'll let you settle in. I booked you a place in the canteen, you'll see they make some great grilled Matis. *teasing her* But nay, I know you're not a whitehorn. Ah! You're always reacting straight off to that. And then, you, who has run an inn, you could go help the cook; a good way to get yourself accepted"

Elea started unpacking and tidying up. Pecus was cute, he had booked her an apartment that looked very much like the one in the Marauder Camp. She put everything back the way it was.

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To be continued…

——-¤0§ Chapter I ¤ Chapter II ¤ Chapter III §0¤-——
Memoirs of an homina