(This takes place before the five-year time skip)
Lewis’s occupation was something of a hazard for their family if they were found. Enemies were popping up around every corner the more his reputation got out. It became a concern about the children’s safety. Now that they had seven it was harder to protect them if Lewis was away on a job. So the talks had started and ultimately they had decided on a decoy house that they could use for his business. They could put up the front easily enough that they lived there.
Using Raile again just made them grimace at how much the man could get out of them so they had decided to ultimately ask Angela if she had any ideas during one of Simone’s visits. “Well… As circumstances would have it… I do know someone trying to get rid of eight houses in Vilpamolan but you might find her… hard to deal with.”
That was all Angela had said about it. It was about a week later and they found themselves in a familiar tavern. This wasn’t just a coincidence, it was all a show. They needed to get the rumors going about their arrival to Vilpamolan. The sooner they did, the sooner their family would be safe.
Simone sat there in her cloak and held onto Lewis’s hand. An obvious sign of affection for some familiar faces who might not have known the two were married. They had also decided it was too dangerous to use their married name and instead chose to go with an alias last name of Dusk, which many knew Lewis by anyway.
“I wonder who our house seller is anyways,” Simone was rather loud about it as she tilted her head towards Lewis. “I didn’t get a name.”
The door to the tavern slammed open and a tall, curvaceous, blue-skinned woman came in. She strutted up to their table turned a chair around so she seat and lean into the back. “You the Dusks?”
“Yes?”
“Cool, you are exactly as my dearest mommy said you would be. I’m Furtuna. Queen of the Skies. A pirate~ I’ve been asked to handle this delicate situation.” The woman was full of sass and attitude and she was rolling her eyes at very points. “I stopped my looting for this shit…” She sighed.
“Well… I mean… how delicate could finding a house really be?” Simone sounded actually confused as it wasn’t an act. Furtuna was acting as this was all a chore. All the men in the tavern were looking at Furtuna and when Furtuna smashed her fist on the table everyone turned away.
“That’s right mind your own fucking businesses you bunch of pussies,” Furtuna yelled and grumbled. “I ain’t the one Mommy Dearest was talking about… I’m in charge of her. Give me two shakes and I’ll go get the little demon.”
“…Little? Demon?” Simone looked at Lewis as Furtuna got up and opened a portal stepping out. “Lewis… I think she’s mad…”
Lewis wouldn’t get the chance to reply as Furtuna escorted in a little girl who’s frown was worse than Furtuna’s. The little girl got a chair from another table and a man reached over to take it back. The girl with white hair that faded into black slapped his hand while glaring. “Shove off,” her sweet little voice rang up. “I’m in a terrible mood and you are making it worse.” She pulled the chair over as Furtuna sat back down. She climbed up into the chair and sat. “This is short. Furtuna… This is too short! They won’t take me seriously.”
Furtuna gave her a look and sighed a bit as she called over to the bartender, “Get this one a few books or something to make her taller. That crate will work.” Once Angelette was on eye level she put her hands on the table and smiled at them.
“HI! I’m Angelette! I’m the great-niece of Auntie Ang.” She had two little wings that made her look like a cherub. Her eyes were two different colors. One was a vivid green and the other was an icy blue. “Now, you two are here to procure a house and it just so happens I have eight.”
“…I know you must get this a lot but how… did you come to possess eight houses?” Simone tilted her head to the other side in confusion. This child couldn’t have been more than five and at how small she was Simone had doubts she was even that old.
“Listen, I play a mean game of poker and I win a lo–”
Angelette was cut off by Furtuna, “She’s a god damn swindler and she’s been banned from every tavern from Adeluna to Sularia. Tell them why you have to sell the houses Angelette.”
Angelette settled into the seat with a frown on her face, “I got caught playing poker with sailors from Vilpamolan in Sularia, and Mama and Daddy told me I have to sell my houses in Vilpamolan as punishment. It’s an investment and I’ll be set for life when I’m ol–”
Once more Furtuna cut the little one off, “This little one is the crowned princess of the Purple Court of Sularia. She is third in line for the throne as it were… She’s already set for life but her adopted grandfather taught her some nasty hobbies and now she’s a gambling addict.”
“It’s not an addiction if you can stop. I’ll stop when I’m ready,” Angelette nodded.
“Sweetie, I’m a fucking pirate who gets high, drunk, sexed, and other unspeakable things on the regular. You are an addict and I’m a specialist on your type,” Furtuna was rather blunt.
“And you wonder why you had issues with men,” Angelette looked up at her and grinned before Furtuna was hanging her upside down shaking her.
“You little!!!!”
“REMEMBER THEY SAID IF YOU HURT ME THAT THEY WOULD TAKE AWAY YOUR BOOZE,” Angelette screamed as Furtuna shook her. Suddenly the pirate stopped and groaned.
“You are the fucking worst…”
“Debatable. I just know how to talk and act. Here, it doesn’t matter how I act,” Angelette shot back. “ANYWAYS, since I was so rudely interrupted by the grubby blue one.”
“I ain’t fucking grubby,” Furtuna groaned and ordered an ale while they talked.
“Sure,” Angelette shrugged, “and I’m not a gambling five-year-old with a history of getting banned from taverns. Are we done lying? Mama says it gives you wrinkles. Which is debatable but I’ll save it for another day. I have eight homes all good-sized for a family like yours. They are all over Vilpamolan and we can see them all today.” She pulled out a key ring with about ten or so keys on it. “See? There are some doubles of the keys already but I’m sure Tempest could make more keys for you if you need it.”
Simone tilted her head, “I don’t know how I feel about buying a house off a five-year-old… What if we bought it for too l–”
“The market value of this place isn’t the greatest. As you can imagine no one really wants to live here that eagerly. I’ll sell you the house for ten thousand silver but you are responsible for the repairs. If this were Adeluna I would charge depending on the area where the home is stationed but it's not. It’s Vilpamolan so I’ll be glad just to get rid of one of these a month.”
Simone was flabbergasted at how smart this child was. “Out of curiosity… Do you know Raile?”
“Yeah, I like to debate him at family parties. It ends in a stalemate,” Angelette shrugged. “He’s pretty good.” That explained a lot how she sounded just as experienced as Raile. She was naturally gifted. No wonder it was so easy for her to swindle. “Now, after cousin Furtuna finishes her drink we can get started on the house viewing. Any idea how many rooms you were looking for? Office space? City view?”