Windless Mountain.
Veronica finished making fruit salad on the kitchen table and put them in the serving dish made of a crystal bowl. She put everything, including the utensils in the wooden tray and left the kitchen area.
She went to the balcony and glanced at the spectacular scenery surrounding the Windless Mountain. She placed the fruit salad on the table and smiled at the pregnant deity sitting on the marble chair. "My fruit salad masterpiece is ready! I hope you like it, Elva!" she beamed.
Elva looked at the colorful salad. "They looked amazingly yummy!" she gushes.
"Of course, the fruit salad is a mixture of banana, apple, strawberry, and ripe mango. I mixed it with honey and cow's milk that I bought from the market yesterday," Veronica said proudly.
"Delicious!" Elva licked her lips, getting hungry all of a sudden.
Veronica scooped the fruit salad into the serving bowl using the serving spoon and served it to the deity. "Try it!" she spoke and began putting salad into her bowl as well. She lowered herself on the chair and began eating the salad.
The women enjoyed eating the creamy salad while enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of them.
Half an hour later, the two women finished eating the fruit salad.
Veronica glanced at the deity. "Can we talk about Graven?" she asked for her permission first.
Elva looked at Veronica. "What about him?" she asked while caressing her tummy.
"He and Terros will come here one of these days to ask your help again," Veronica said.
Elva raised a brow. Then she remembered that Veronica mentioned to her that the curse King trapped half of Graven's men underneath the castle. After the black liquid was successfully solved with a cure, another problem arises! She released a deep sigh and looked at Veronica. "This King is getting cumbersome, right?" she said.
"Yeah, he is! He is making Graven's life extremely difficult! He was torturing the poor guy mentally and emotionally!" Veronica said furiously.
"What exactly the kind of help they want from me?" Elva muses. She can't lend them her power. Only her can command her power.
But she might be able to assist them when it comes to devising a strategy on how to deceive the King and overpower him when Graven is inside the basement.
To make the rescue a big success, it all depends on perfect timing and perfect execution.
Veronica shrugged. "I have no idea what kind of help they will need from you. All I know is that Graven can't bring weapons in the King's territory! They will be useless! Every time he meets the King for the antidote, he is already powerless and weaponless!" she said.
Elva looked at her. "Based on your story, the King's power only works around in that area and around the castle, am I right?"
"Yeah, that's what I know based on Grandpa's narration," Veronica replied.
"The King can't leave the castle because he will die? Why would he die?" Elva asked for clarification.
"It's because of the curse. The King was cursed to remain in that area below the castle for a thousand years. His arch-enemy did that to him. And now, after a thousand years, his spirit has finally awakened and slowly gaining strength. If he can successfully suck Laura's blood one day, then he will be fully resurrected and can cause great damage to the human world!" answered Veronica.
A frown appeared on Elva's forehead. "Who is the King's enemy who put the cursed on him? I wonder who that enemy is?" she asked curiously.
Veronica shook her head. "I have no idea. I wasn't even aware that there is a cursed King that existed in this world and imprisoned beneath that crumbling castle for a thousand years," she said.
Elva was silent for a moment. "Well, there are many events that transpired in this world a thousand years ago..." she said, feeling nostalgic.
"For me, this King is an enigma!" Veronica spoke.
"He is!" Elva agreed.
Veronica released a deep sigh. She recalled that every time Graven is problematic, Grandpa Terros feels the same as well. Whatever problem that Graven is facing or experiencing in his life, Grandpa suffers as well.
Elva looked at her and raised a brow. "Why are you sighing heavily?" she asked.
Veronica was shaking her head. "I felt pity for Graven. It must be torture to be in his shoes," she replied gloomily.
"Indeed! His situation is tough," Elva agreed for once.
"That's why you need to help him! Pity the guy who is the father of your unborn child!" Veronica emphasized the last sentence to convince her.
"Don't worry... I will try to think of a perfect strategy on how to beat the King in his own game," Elva spoke, wearing a serious expression on her face.
Veronica was feeling hopeful. At least the deity is willing to help the men the second time around! With Elva's thousand-year-old mind, she can easily find a solution to Graven's problem.
"Let me clarify this thing first..." Elva said.
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