"What do you mean, Sire?" Lincoln asked a horrendous question.
"What do you mean? You know about Mythical Rings right?" Dreamer asked.
Lincoln nodded. "I know yes. You have a Mythical Ring, and two at that. I know."
"So? You know about the other eight rings right?"
Lincoln looked at the ceiling, probably thinking.
"What are you thinking so much? Do you know about the other rings or not?" Dreamer was on the verge of losing patience.
Lincoln flinched and finally answered. "Yes and no."
"Huh?" What was that supposed to mean?
"I mean, yes I know there are eight other rings but I don't know where they are." Lincoln revealed.
"Then why did Felix say you have the knowledge of the rings?" Dreamer stared at Felix.
But Lincoln spoke first. "You can talk with Felix, Sire?"
"Yes." Dreamer replied.
Lincoln's eyes lit up. "How? I tried many things yet it just didn't speak to me? What did you do? Please enlighten me."
