Editing A New World (section)

=== PART THREEEEEE!! ===
We walk up to a massive tree, you could probably get the whole village together, link hands, and still not even be halfway around the tree's width. I look up trying to see the top of the massive trunk, but it keeps going, disappearing above the tops of the other trees.

 The tree has a large gold door, at least it looks gold, but close up it still looks like wood. Kila walks up to the door and pushes it open taking a lot of effort, the doors slowly swing open, revealing a grand entrance. It had stairs on both sides, carved in just like the ones from the tree I came from, but with intricately made railing with whirls and designs. There is a desk at the front of the stairs with a tall girl, about six and a half, or seven feet tall. She has large horns, like a deer, white hair, dark skin, and crystal blue eyes. 

“Good day miss Kila.” She nodded in acknowledgment toward my guide.

Kila smiles.

“And hello to you as well Viv, you don’t have to be so formal.”

As we get closer, I can see the spots on Viv’s face, pale beige or white.

Viv smiles, and seems to relax a little, then looks at me, she looks at me like she is trying to see into my soul. Then she cocks her head and frowns.

“Who is this?” She says. Her tone has changed, almost hostile but not quite, and a little confused

“This is the newcomer, ah, I just realized, I never asked your name, and I believe I haven't heard you speak either!” Kila says, turning to me.

“Oh, um, apologies, my name is ɤɣʥɮ,” I say.

“That’s a beautiful sounding name, though I do not know if I can pronounce that…”

She said, scratching her head.

“How about, Avel for now?.”

I nod. 

Viv looks at me some more and continues her conversation with Kila

“So, you brought a newcomer to the table?”

She was about to say ‘again’, but stopped and changed it, and I’m not the only one who noticed. Kila pulled back a bit and became more reserved.

“I am not sure what is different about this one, Vivian. Something is different about them to everyone else we have ever met, and I was hoping the table could shed some light.”

The use of Vivian’s whole name made it obvious that the conversation was over and done with, and that Kila wanted her to move on. 

“Upstairs, they are not in any meeting right now as far as I know. As always, it is a pleasure talking to you, Miss Kila.” 

Viv motioned up to the stairs on her right, and as she does it seems a wind moves to that side of the room, motioning to us to continue.

Kila nods, and we head up the stairs. On the first door we come across, Kila stops. 

“You’re being sneaky by going behind the Table's back to bring Avel here Kila.” Says Troy who has been quiet most of the time.

“It’s not being sneaky, it's being smart, you know as well as I do as something is different about this one than the others, and after the last time, why would they listen to me?” She asks, sighing. Her tail and ears droop, making her look like she’s contemplating or sad, or all of the above.

“Well, you're my sister so I’m with you, but this was your brilliant idea so you are doing the talking.”

Kila gives a wry chuckle and mumbles something under her breath.

“Ok, let's do this.”

She goes to knock on the doors and they swing open by themselves.

''This will not end well.''

To Be Continued…