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eleven at night. Damontry was sitting next to Spencer on the couch after realizing the reality she was living in now. Her mind was still muddled, so she sighed. "Then, Spencer, I want to ask you!" She uttered it with some confusion. "Welcome, miss." He gave her the signal to start asking him questions. "If you were our servant a long time ago and you witnessed my childhood, then why don't I remember you? "Why didn't you come to me when I was in the palace dungeon? Why didn't any of the palace residents find out that I live in their palace? I'm confused!" She said this while holding her hair in confusion. "I will answer each question one at a time. Yes, miss, I have been your parents' servant for centuries and witnessed your first upbringing, but when I had to put you in the dungeon, it was to save your life as the late prince commanded me, and the reason you don't remember me is that I erased your memory so that you don't remember anything about With the death of your parents and you living in peace until you reach the specified age to complete your powers, you can know the truth and be able to overcome other kings and rule the kingdom. Your great-grandfather built the royal palace, which took centuries to build. The palace is designed in a mysterious way and has many secret rooms and vaults that no one knows about yet, so no one discovered that you were in their palace while they were looking for you around the world. Forgive me, Miss; I did not find any other solution. I was forced to protect you. Forgive me; I put you in the palace dungeon while you were on the throne of the kingdom. Spencer said his last sentence, standing before Damontry and bowing sadly to her. Damontry looked at him with a small smile, got up, and patted his shoulder, straightening him again and saying in a calm voice, "You shouldn't, Mr. Spencer. It's I who should thank you for your protection and loyalty to my father. You have done your duty to the royal family, and I owe you my life. You would now be dust if you hadn't helped me." She maintained a smile and hugged Spencer. Spencer was a little surprised, but he sensed her lost feelings and hugged her tightly. "Spencer, you make me feel like my dad; I'm sure he's now somewhere proud of you." The next morning, Damontry came down the stairs to hear voices in the kitchen, and it seemed that Spencer was preparing breakfast. She passed behind him while he was busy stirring something in the food pot, and she started to drink a glass of water. It was only seconds, and the sound of Damontry's screaming and the sound of the cup shattering caused the birds to fly away from the house. "Oh my God, miss, what's wrong with you?" Spencer yelled to Damontry, who had disappeared, to appear under the dining table. "Spencer, what is that thing over there?" She said this, pointing at an electric cube-shaped instrument resting on a small table by the stove. "Miss, it's a toaster. What's wrong with it?" She spoke in a confused voice with funny expressions of panic. Spencer burst out laughing, which he tried to suppress since he knew she was terrified of the toaster. Spencer gets up and points it to Damontry, who stares at him in disbelief from under the table. "Miss, it's a toaster; look." He pressed her to ascend the tower and blink. "Beeps when you're done toasting." "Okay, next time, just tell me so I won't be surprised." "Come on, miss, breakfast is ready." after breakfast "Well, miss, as a matter of fact, I have stayed up all night thinking of a plan to reach the other half of the Power Stone in the possession of King William's son, and I have found a plan that we shall begin to carry out tonight because I have found an opportunity that cannot be missed!" "Hey, so fast?" Damontry spoke with wide eyes, nodding at Spencer. "Yes, no time to waste, miss; you will be twenty-five months old in twenty-five months, and during that time, you must have learned how to control your powers, discover them, and complete your transformation into a wolf. You can only do that with the presence of the power stone to speed up that process." "Okay, I'm all ears." "Good. Here's the plan. We all know that the stone is already in the palace in the prince's possession, so first you must reach the palace, and when we achieve that, we will have done half the job, and the other half is up to you and Balan." "What! That's just the plan?" "Miss Damontry, don't interrupt me; I haven't finished yet." Well, as for entering the palace, this will be easy, for indeed you are unknown not only to everyone in the palace but to the whole world, and no one has ever seen you, so you will enter the palace in the form of royal servants; they have issued a declaration looking for servants. to the palace, so you're going to register your name, but Damontry Raymond is not Illgara, ok? As for how you're going to get to the city… here's to that since we're in a protected area now and it's close to the human world. I've made a deal with a human friend of mine who sells the werewolf clan dead animal meat, and he's driving. His truck at night is loaded with meat for the city, and he goes through our area, so he will pick you up in his cart hidden in any trunk. When you reach the city limits, he will leave you, and it happens that today is the national day of the city. The king will throw a masquerade, and he and his five sons will attend the play at the palace theatre. It will be your chance to see his son, who owns the stone. Before that, a young man named Daniel will come to you. This young man works as a butler at the palace. He will help you enter the palace as a maid. He is the son of a friend of mine, and you can stay at his house that day so that you can enter the palace if this is done. You can successfully move on to the second plan; do you understand?" And only Damontry bears features like "What a living curse!" But she swallowed her saliva to speak. "Okay, I understand, but shall we talk?" "Yes, so I borrowed this." He cracked his middle and thumb fingers together to reveal a small black and brown spider on his shoulder. "And what is that?"" She stared at him strangely and tried to touch him, but he refused. "What the fuck is he biting? Tell me how we are going to communicate with a spider." "Okay, what do we do now?" "Miss Damontry, we're going to Human City." After minutes "So Spencer, tell me again what this is." "Damontry?" she said in confusion as she grabbed the seat belt around her waist. "It's Miss's car." "Oh yeah, and where are we going?" "Fishing Tools Store." Damontry murmured in response to Spencer's back. "I forgot to tell you that the people of the city are very advanced, so when you go, just try not to scream when you see a giant rectangle in the sky on which the king appears as he speaks." "As if I would."would." "Don't make fun of me, okay?" She narrowed her eyes at Spencer, who giggled a little and nodded. After a while, Spencer stopped the car in front of a store that sells hunting equipment, including rifles, and then quickly got out to open the door to Damontry. After she got off, he gave her a blue scarf and sunglasses. "Why those things?" "Put it on, miss. People here aren't used to girls with weird looks, and we don't want to attract attention." "What is my appearance?" She murmured to herself in annoyance and stared at her body. She was a beautiful girl in every sense of the word, with large, emerald-colored eyes (a shade of blue), plump lips, a small nose, and pale skin fit for a vampire. Her jaw was delicately sculpted, and her hair was long down her back and blackened to give her the appearance of a vampire. Sharp, while she was wearing a shirt and pants that shared the dark color of her locks. "Nothing, but we have to hide." He gave her a scarf to wrap her hair around her mouth and nose while she hid her eyes under glasses. "Hey, I'm not that ignorant." She said it angrily, ignoring that she had seen an advertisement for sunglasses on the way to the store and that it was the first time she had seen them. They entered the store, surprised by the number of weapons inside, including rifles, spears, daggers, swords, shields, and others. They stood in front of a shelf containing all the weapons, waiting for Spencer to speak. Can you use one of those tools? He pointed at the guns, and Damontry shook her head. "How about this?" Pointing at a small pistol to deny it too, Spencer exhaled as he checked what weapon she could use. She rolled her eyes before falling onto a shelf in the corner. "Wait a moment, I think I can use this thing." She said this, pointing towards a group of arrows and bows. "You mean shooting gear, but where did you learn that?" Spencer scoffed. "I watched someone when I was peeking out of a hole in my cell wall that he uses every day, and I used to watch him shoot at the colored circles, and that's how I learned, I think." She said she was smiling. Spencer nodded. "I think it does; let's get it."