Charter: Valafar

The girl, in turn, looked at the unchanged food she had for lunch today and, remembering the dusty bookshelf, said: -This is not what I would have wanted....

-I was hoping you'd stay for at least a day...-He came closer and began to slowly stroke the tips of Athena's long fingers, who in turn became very nervous without giving any sign of sitting down in the chair.

-But... but you're not the King. -She replied, the first thing that came to mind.

-YOU DON'T GET TO DECIDE WHO'S KING! -Valafar struck the dining

table with his fist, knocking it to the floor along with his gold glasses, which had fallen off at that moment. Athena was nervous and just sat in the chair watching the aggressive pirate, whose face was beginning to get closer to her.

-I am the King of this Kingdom and it's not up to you to decide whether I should be or not. I always get what I want, but now I think you will have to stay here for a long time. -The aggressive pirate began to slowly touch Athena's face, her picture of the world playing dark colors and she realized that if she stood idly by, the irreparable would happen. Now it seemed to the girl that the rumors about the terrible pirate were not such rumors, and that behind the beard there was not the most pleasant man, it occurred to her that she dexterously drew a wooden flask from her hip and, taking off the wooden cap, poured the substance over her face.

Unexpectedly for Valafar he began to feel a burning pain for the usual maple syrup, when he looked sharply at the girl she saw his real wrinkled old face from the effects of the constant use of the hypnosis spell, Athena didn't like this gruesome sight, she screwed back the bottle of maple syrup and put it into her hip pocket, nervously getting up from the chair she was sitting on.

-What a pain, but I like it!...-Valafar's mood suddenly changed. -We're getting married in two months! Until then, you'll be locked up in a dungeon!

-What? No, please don't!… -Athena desperately needed to go to the dungeon, but she hadn't expected it to be like this, with her wearing a wedding dress and marrying Valafar.

The pirate with the burned face took the girl aggressively by the right hand and led her into the library, the two of them stood near another tapestry of the royal family, with a smooth movement of his hand he circled the nine tails of a horned nine tailed fox and stepped back a few centimeters, Athena saw the fox start to move, it opened its nine tails and behind it were steps down where they came to a locked door. He silently opened the door with one of his keys, they went inside and he quickly opened one of the cages and threw it to the dirty floor, locking the dungeon behind him.

-Sit down and think about your behavior...my future wife! -He left the dungeon and locked the door leading here.

-Ay! Where's the grace and decency?! -Athena ran to the cage, shouting at the closed doors.

-Young lady, he's never been like this before,-A voice came from behind her.

-Who is it? -Athena turned to see who she was talking to, but saw only her gaunt grandfather in his cell.

 -Oh, I can't get up, but let me introduce myself, I'm the real King of Morsalia! -said the gray-haired old man as he sat on the cold floor.

 -I have finally seen you with my own eyes, and I have so many questions for you. -She approached slowly and crouched down.

 -Young lady, first tell me what you did to make Valafar so angry.

-I threw the maple syrup the Dark Elf Shaman gave him in his face. -She showed him the wooden flask.

-You know Al-Orah? And let me taste its sweet flavor. -The king was surprised to see his eyelids droop.

-He sent me and my friends to rescue you, my lord. -She handed the flask to Francis and he unscrewed the cap and tasted the sweetness.

-How good, it's a pity that such sweetness is poison to Valafar, he acquired it with his curse. Al-Orah knew where you were going, so he gave you maple syrup! -After tasting a little, he gave the bottle back to Athena. While the girl was talking to Francis, a greasy man with light, bushy stubble in another cell across the hall noticed Athena's shoes: -Oh! So you're from Earth!

-It's been a long time since I've heard his voice! -Francisk was pleased to hear the voice of the man sitting opposite him, Athena quickly turned around to hear a normal accent like her friends.

-Yes! How did you get here? -Athena asked.

-I came here as a child, by chance. -Sat on my feet: -Said the boy.

-What is your name? I don't feel comfortable calling you 'stranger'. -Said Athena.

-My name is Marky Poole. -The tall, muscular man stood up and walked into the light.

-Could it be the same Marky Poole? The one who went missing three years ago? -Athena was very surprised.

-Oh, so you know me! Don't wonder why I'm so mature, I tried to use a hypnosis spell. -Marky replied

-But I thought Amanda was with you and I wanted to make sure.

-I don't know where she -Athena didn't catch the whole sentence, but she realized that Amanda wasn't in the dungeon.

-But how did you get into Valafar's dungeon?!

-It's a long story...-Marky let out a steamy sigh.

-Well, I've been here a long time, so tell me. -Smiled Athena.