Chapter 3: Family breakfast
Half an hour later breakfast was ready, my hair was cleverly braided and we set around the table. There was six of us here: me, mom Olga, grandpa Roma, dad Egor, my younger brothers Nikita and Alesha. Elder brother Ilya was off guarding baron's castle, but yesterday he was able to sneak away to bring me his present - simple steel dagger, a perfect gift for the 13th birthday when a child turns adult. Strangely, I felt at home among these people, while my family and lovers from other life were like characters from the book.
Grandpa said a few Anzed words towards god Lance and breakfast began. In a few minutes, boys began the talk about yesterday's celebration and today's tasks. I was trying to keep up, but my heart wasn't there and soon everyone has noticed my bad mood. Dad asked what's wrong?
- Lena ... she ... and ... I ... I ... - pain of her betrayal returned tenfold and took my voice away.
- I'm here, honey, we will get over it - said mom hugging me tightly, while my tears wet her blouse. Suddenly there was a touch on my neck and warm sensation spread over my body dispelling my breakdown and tiredness. It was grandpa's Ki, he used it on Natasha a few times before when she was ill.
- It helped, - I said - yesterday was the best day of my life until it became the worst. Everything was perfect and I wanted to have my first time with Alan, but Lena has ruined my haircut and stole him away.
- What?!! But that doesn't make sense at all! Why did she do it? I mean, you were best friends ever! - she was like a second daughter to our family, dad was hoping she would marry one of the boys. Even looking at him at that moment was too painful.
- Egor, keep it together! Tasha, dear, look at me. I think there is more to her betrayal. I'm sure soon she will come herself begging for your forgiveness. Just let Olga fix your haircut and look solemn and pretty by the time she gets here. - Roman took a look at mom for a moment. - And I feel there is something else you want to tell us. - his calm and steady voice encouraged me and suppressed last bit of my worries.
- Grandpa, dad, I want to become an adventurer.
- What? But ... why ... it's so ... - Egor forgot how to speak.
- You want to be an indecent/adventurous woman? - asked boys in tune with each other
- I will be a powerful magic user, not that.
- One can't simply become a powerful magic user, not to mention adventurer. - noted grandpa seriously.
- I'll be training and studying hard, If grandma could, then I can as well.
- Let me explain. - he waved a hand capturing our attention.
Exactly like in old tales, adventuring means throwing common sense away, while using wit an courage to even the odds. This experience feeds your grows in levels and ranks. Without it class-holders stagnate, they become "adventureLESS", like me. Training... studying... - he waved his palm, illustrating how little it means, then his palm coiled into a fist - power comes from experience.
One more thing: tales about "adventurous women" are true. Shame and modesty are weights that hold one back, so when you cast them away - it's a matter of choice and desire for some warmth. Tasha, you can't have both adventures and modesty. It's not an easy choice - take some time to think about it. If you won't change your mind, I'll give you some pointers.
- Thanks, it's a big choice to make. - his explanation has shaken all of us. Egor looked a lot more stressed than the rest of us. I thought he would forbid such a path for me.
- Just wait a moment! What about Mom?!! - screamed outraged man.
- Have you forgotten, how I met her? - elder man wasn't fazed.
- It was your first adventure, you wiped Black Hawk gang on your own and she was one of their prisoners. - he proudly ignored implications.
- Their base, Black Nest, was the best brothel in the city, I came as a client, she charmed me during the act and asked for help. She was novice bard, too beautiful for her own good, they captured her and forced to become a prostitute. She hated them all, but she learned her lesson and completely abandoned shame and modesty (her exact words).
- But after that, when she was free... - dad couldn't give up yet.
- That is part of adventurer's life, especially for bards, paladins, sorcerers. Your extra-huge bed, which improves stamina and passion, was designed, created and stress-tested by her. As far as I know, all those aunts and uncles, that were visiting during your childhood, she got tasted all of them. And that time, when you was five and she was coming home every week, she was learning magic from old baron, even got his wife to join the fun.
- Stop! Please stop, I'm deaf, can't hear you anymore - said dad, while covering his ears with his hands.
- Fine with me, though I wonder what is she doing now.
- You think she still alive - asked Nikita.
- Not sure could be undead. - said Roman, while stroking his beard again.
- Since you have mentioned him, I have a question about the old Baron.
CREATORS' THOUGHTS 
Verynew
Verynew It took some time, Roman's adventurer tales almost derailed me a few times, then it was his mate's erotic adventures. But I was able to suppress them and keep those for a better time and place.
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