"My queen is this not the time for us to free Fonjuar off his imprisonment in hell. It's been long enough." Wooder was saying as his head bowed down in fear of Martha who stood on the edge of balcony of her Eternity castle, overlooking the wide range of the caves.
"Tell me Wooder are you concerned for your friend?" Asked Madtha in her cold bone chilling voice, she then turned to him with a wide gentle smile and walked closer.
"He is not my friend my queen." Answered Wooder as his eyes lingered away from Martha's gaze.
"He has been your friend for a long time, I won't have judged you if hou had said yes."
"He has been my friend but I am more loyal to you my queen, still I worry he might not survive for longer in hell."
"Would you appreciate mr freeing him from hell?"
"Yes I would."
