"Well, you may accompany us if you wish," King Jaren said. "But I am afraid I do not see the point of bringing Mana and Raven here, especially since the cursed living ghost corpse Vir is not even here at all. As such, I do not understand why my children are required to come here?" he asked politely, but his brilliant emerald eyes gleamed menacingly, ready to protect his children.
Zed sighed. "Well, you got me there," he murmured. He looked at Queen Dora, "You didn't tell me that your Jaren was this smart, Dora," he complained.
"Of course he is smart," Queen Dora replied. "My Jaren is the best mix of beauty and brains and bravery – there is no one better than him!" she declared proudly.
The old man rolled his eyes.
"But Jaren is right, master," Queen Dora said. "Why do you need little Mana and Raven to visit this place if the cursed living ghost corpse Vir is not even here?" she asked curiously.
