The Sea of Valour -The Ocracidia Series 1 by Lottie F Yinka Read Free Book Online Page A

unceremoniously, Cezar called to him.
    'Hey there Clawrion; I can give
you back your tail you know.’ Cezar chuckled grinning lopsidedly;
‘Well, that is, if you really want it.'
    ‘ Of course I
do,’ replied Clawrion stumbling towards Cezar.
    ‘ Stay where
you are!’ Cezar commanded pointing his shining, red sword at
Clawrion because he was not entirely convinced that Clawrion was
harmless. After all, Clawrion was still a very huge creature with
an awful amount of sharp, ferociously protruding, teeth.
    Clawrion took one look at
Cezar’s magical sword and stopped dead in his tracks. His eyes
trembled with fear at the blade aimed at him.
    Cezar did not put the blade
away, but he lowered it.
    ‘ You don’t
understand,’ Clawrion said; ‘without my tail, I can no longer
protect Talori!’
    Cezar understood that Clawrion
was sworn to protect Talori. He did not want to take away
Clawrion’s one and only purpose; and he truly felt sorry for
him.
    'I will give you back your
tail,’ Cezar offered trying to compromise with Clawrion; ‘but only
if you will swear never to attack me again.’
    Clawrion stared at Cezar, his
fish face did not move but his eyes bulged out more than it had
done before. It was obvious to Cezar that Clawrion was thinking
about Cezar’s offer.
    ‘ Come on
Clawrion,’ Cezar urged; ‘I don’t have all day you know!’
    Clawrion lifted both his arms
up in frustration before answering.
    ‘ But if you
do that, I will be forever indebted to you because I will be bound
to you for the rest of my life.’
    ‘ Yes,’
answered Cezar ‘but you will be able to remain a defender of Talori
because you will have your tail.' Cezar raised the tail at
Clawrion, ’which is your only weapon, remember.'
    'As long as I can remain a
warrior and defender of Talori, I accept,’ Clawrion said.
    ‘ I knew you
would come to your senses,’ Cezar replied with his usual lopsided
grin. ‘Where I come from when two people agree on something, they
shake hands.’ Cezar held out his hand to Clawrion who reluctantly
took it. Both shook hands.
    Clawrion’s grip was firm and
strong and Cezar felt an immediate connection as a warm sensation
passed from the monstrous beast to him.
    ‘ Now can I
have my tail back?’ Clawrion asked.
    ‘ Of-course,’
replied Cezar 'Catch!' Cezar threw the tail at Clawrion who caught
it in mid-air. But moments later the tail still lay in Clawrion's
hand and he asked Cezar
    ‘ How do I put
my tail back on?'
    Cezar himself had no idea, he
shrugged his shoulders and answered; ‘I'm not particularly
sure.'
    ‘ Oh No!,’
cried Clawrion. ‘If I can’t get my tail back on, I cannot be a
Talori Warrior. My tail is my weapon.’
    Cezar had already guessed as
much and he felt guilty that he’d cut Clawrion’s tail off. ‘Don’t
worry he replied; ‘we will find a way to get it back on.’
    For many moments, the two sat
side by side racking their brains on how to get Clawrion’s tail
back to his body.

    His mother had often jokingly
told him when he was younger that if he thought about things long
and hard enough they could manifest and come true. He had tried
this many times; sometimes it had worked, other times it hadn’t.
Once when Cezar had wished that Diagus would simply disappear; that
had not worked. But another time, when he had wished that the
elders would agree he could go on the quest to save Ocracidia; that
had definitely worked.
    Cezar closed his eyes and
wished hard that Clawrion and his tail would become one again.
Suddenly he knew what he had to do.
    ‘ Hold still,’
he said; ‘I will try to stick it back on.’
    ‘ Eh?’
Clawrion questioned. He had no idea what Cezar meant but he did as
was asked.
    Cezar placed his shining sword
at the point, where the tail had been severed off; hoping and
praying the magic in the sword could help repair the tail. He felt
that if the sword had cut the tail off; the same sword should be
able to join the tail back on to Clawrion’s