Lukas and Arthur walked their way over to the basement, where the Slytherin common room was. There was no-one there, and the dark lit hallway felt a little eerie. Lukas was leading the way, and walked a bit ahead of Arthur. He seemed to know his way wherever he was heading quite well, not that Arthur was surprised. As far as he knew, Lukas had been going to the same place all year.

Lukas then stopped, right in front of a wall- which he stared at rather intently.

Arthur had seen people staring at walls quite often, it was kind of a common wizard activity. There was a trend of hidden entrances in walls, and most wizards would at least once in their life look at a wall before processing to opening it. Arthur could only imagen that Muggles who needed a hole in a wall to progress through it, might have found it strange. Arthur didn't find it strange, he was a cool wizard.

Lukas grabbed his wand, and placed it on one of the bricks. He tapped it on it a few times, and the brick had a small hole appear into it. It looked a bit like a key hole.

Arthur examined the situation curiously, it seemed that Lukas did in fact have a secret hideout. It was both a surprise, but also confirmed suspicions.

Lukas took a piece of paper from his pocket, it had a very small badly painted and shaded key coloured onto it. It looked shabby, but apparently Lukas was going to use it.

To put it simply- Lukas pushed the piece of paper into the hole. Somehow that was good enough, and the wall opened like a door. Well to be blunt, it wasn't as much the wall opening- As a small part of it. Kind of like a certain amount of the bricks just decided "I want to be a door now."

Lukas walked in, giving Arthur a signal to follow along.

Arthur did as advised, and stepped into the dark room. The door closed behind him quickly, and they were left into absolute pure black darkness. "Uh-" Arthur let out, but before he could form a proper sentence- Lukas seemed to answer his prayers.

Arthur heard Lukas perform a spell of some kind, and the room's few lanterns were lit. There were about four of them, all in different sizes, colours, and levels of oldness. They were just enough to make the room feel less like a horrible dark room of horror, and more like an almost comfortable room in a cellar.

He took a few steps from where the door was at before. He found himself stepping on a very old welcome rug. It simply said "Enjoy your stay!" it was definitely timeworn.

The rest of the room had the same tone, from the beanie bags to the clipboard and posters on the wall. It seemed like students had brought stuff into the room all through the years, and it now resembled a messy man cave or something along the lines of that.

In the middle of the room, there was a very low table, it seemed someone sawed it's legs to fit the beanie bags better. Honestly speaking, Arthur found the room kind of inviting the more he examined it.

Lukas had walked to a taller closet in the corner, letting Arthur look around freely.

"What is this place?" Arthur said, he couldn't hide the wonder in his words.

"It's called 'The Cooperation Chamber.'" Lukas explained.

Arthur walked over to the small table. "And what does that mean, exactly?"

Lukas seemed a bit ungrateful of Arthur's wording, but didn't comment on it. "I don't really know how to explain it."

Arthur noticed a lot of books on the table, that didn't seem as dusty as other things in the room. They were clearly Lukas', Arthur wasn't even surprised he bought so many books with him. There was also a small bookshelf against the wall. Arthur was rather fascinated s of what books he would find there.

There was something else against one of the walls as well, it was a very small painting of a hallway with a single door. It wasn't painted that well, but it was recognisable enough.

Lukas took something from the closet, and turned to look at Arthur. He seemed to notice where Arthur's interest was focused on.

"It's just a room." Lukas said, simple as that. "That's pretty much it."

"Well, it's quite nice for an old dusty room." Arthur nodded, he tried to sound normal but he sounded far too much like he was full of interest.

"Yeah." Lukas walked over to one of the bean bags, and sat down. Arthur had never seen anyone sit so elegantly on a bean bag.

"Do you know what's up with the painting?" Arthur asked, looking around for which of the old bean bags was the least dusty- He couldn't sit on dust, could he?

"Oh." Lukas looked at this legs for a moment. "It's kind of.." His fingers intertwined, as he looked for words. "The room owner's spot."

"The room owner is a painting?"

Lukas nodded. "His name is the key man."

Arthur looked at Lukas, and then moved his focus quickly towards the painting. "I've talked to him."

Lukas seemed interested in that story.

"I accidently stumbled upon him in the hallway, and uh.." Arthur sat on the beanie bag with as little dust as possible. "Well I sort of asked him where you slept.." Arthur explained, regretting the decision right away.

Lukas seemed to be speechless.

Arthur nervously fiddled with his robe. "I know- It, it sounds really bad. It was really bad." He tried to explain himself. "I am so sorry."

Lukas looked Arthur in the eyes for a moment, and then away. "It's fine."

Arthur awkwardly looked at his hands. "I don't think it really is fine."

"I think it is." Lukas leant back on the chair. "We all do senseless things."

Arthur sighed, he felt a crushing sense of embarrassment bleed through him, like a fountain of really bad melted chocolate ice cream. "I'm.. Glad you can forgive it at least."

Lukas shrugged.

Arthur leant forwards on the bean bag. "Uh, anyways.. We'll make the potion here?"

"Where else?"

Arthur couldn't help but to agree.

A bit later, after talking about less important things, Arthur asked something worth listening. "So this is where you've been at all this time, huh?"

Lukas nodded. "Yeah."

"Why?" Arthur asked, locking his eyes with Lukas'.

Lukas looked at him for a moment, clearly surprised by his bluntness. "I prefer being alone." He answered, which in turn surprised Arthur.

"You've just been sitting around in a dusty dim room all alone?"

Lukas nodded, he looked a bit annoyed by the wording, which made it sound like a bad idea. "It really isn't that bad."

"I just couldn't imagen how lonely it would be." Arthur said, he was honestly surprised of how own blunt way of speaking. He passed it as being rather tired, and the rooms lack of light. "I can't relax without hearing other people around."

"Everybody is different." Lukas shrugged it off. "I prefer silence."

"That's kinda cool." Arthur smiled a little.

Lukas looked relieved on some level, he hugged his legs, and looked at the books he had left on the table.

Arthur turned to look at the closet in the corner. "Did you take something from there?"

Lukas blinked, but seemed to understand quickly after. "Yeah- I did." He pointed at a small cauldron he had dragged out of it. "There's one that we can use without having to go to potion class empty handed."

"Oh- That makes sense." Arthur agreed.

Lukas looked at his feet.

Arthur turned to look at the table, it had mostly regular books, papyrus, and a few scrolls. The only thing that truly stood out was the white paper that peeked slightly from under one of the book piles.

After giving it a bit of thought, Arthur realized it was muggle paper. He tried to carefully read what was written in blue on the paper. He did quickly see a badly drawn stick figure of a person wearing a tie, but other than that the letters were hard to make sense of. He leaned a bit closer, which could be seen as suspicious but Lukas seemed to be deep in thought. Then he realized the reason he didn't understand, was because it wasn't in English. It must have been whatever people speak in Denmark.

Arthur didn't know much about countries outside of the Great Britain.

"Is that letter from your neighbour?" Arthur decided to ask, as he leant back.

Lukas turned to look at Arthur, it seemed that they were close enough to talk about stuff a bit more. "Yeah." He nodded, he didn't seem too taken back.

"They sure write you a lot."

"He does." Lukas smiled a bit, something about the subject seemed to be enjoyable.

"You must be close." Arthur returned a smile as well, mostly to be polite.

Lukas moved a hair strand from his face. "He is my best friend."

Arthur kept the smile up, he did feel a bit confused though. Lukas seemed like a layered hard to read book, but it was nice seeing him opening up, even if slowly. To think a pureblood had a muggle best friend. "I'm glad you're so close."

Lukas nodded, he was somewhat avoiding eye contact. He seemed a little embarrassed. Lukas reached out to grab one of the letters on the table, and looked at it.

"Does he know you're a wizard?"

Lukas's fingers around the letter seemed to tighten the hold. "No."

"..How does he send the letters, then?"

"He gives them to my mom, and she sends them on an owl." Lukas explained.

"And he doesn't question it?"

"He questions it." Lukas awkwardly placed the letter back on the table, it seemed like he was grasping at straws for anything to do while talking. "He said he understands that I can't tell everything to him."

"Sounds rough." Arthur said. He felt a bit bothered for asking so many questions, if someone could be Lukas' best friend without knowing everything, he should be able to be a friend without having to know everything either. That wasn't going to stop though.

"It is." Lukas said, it was surprisingly straight forward. He seemed to appreciate Arthur's gesture.

"I've never had wizards friends." Lukas kept talking, it was surprising how he was opening up. "With muggles none of them would be suspicious of if I was doing dark arts."

"I guess wizard friends would know sides of you muggles never would, huh?"

"Yeah."

Arthur leant on the table. He felt like he understood what Lukas was saying. If someone had always lived with only muggles around him, it would possibly be a bit weird to suddenly have his wizard side exposed to all.

"I've never had wizard friends either." Arthur kept the confession session going. They were both tired, which seemed to help out in being a bit more open.

Lukas lifted an eyebrow, he didn't seem to really believe him.

"I have thre- four brothers, and live in a really isolated spot." Arthur explained. "I've met a lot of adult wizards and muggles who visit my dad for his services, but no-one my age really visits."

"Ah." Lukas seemed to understand. "I'm the only child."

"Wow." Arthur let out. "I can't even imagen that."

Lukas smiled a bit, it wasn't exactly happy, but amused.

They spent the whole evening in the room, talking and actually having fun.

Arthur told Lukas stories of all sorts of stupid things he and his brothers had done, and Lukas told him about Vikings.

He actually stated to kind of be interested in them, Lukas was good at selling Vikings as awesome people.

Only after Arthur realized to look at his wrist watch, he realized they had been there past 12 at night. They decided to return to the common room together.

With Lukas' experience, they were quickly in the common room without anyone noticing. He seemed to have perfected sneaking from The Cooperation Chamber to the common room.

They said good night to each other, and entered their respective bedrooms. Honestly when Arthur laid down that night, he felt refreshed and incredibly cheerful. Lukas had indirectly finally answered Arthur about their friendship, and showed him a very nice hideout.

He had made a friend, and that was cool.

The next morning he felt a bit worn-out, staying late seemed to affect him. That wasn't going to stop him though, he got up and did his usual morning routine.

He met Lukas in the common room, on his sofa. They had made it a meeting place not too long ago, as it was the only place you could count Arthur would appear to often.

They headed to the great hall, ate their breakfast, and went to wait for class to start.

"I hope they have pumpkin pie." Arthur overheard Mike.

Stephan rolled his eyes in the least rude way possible. "Of course they are going to have Pumpkin pie, what's a Halloween feast without them?"

Mike shrugged "Wizards might have some weird ban on pumpkins or something."

"I know Halloween is about scaring people, but that's too much." Stephan replied. His squad giggled together, it was a very nice sight to see.

Arthur couldn't help but to compare Stephan's and Vlad's groups again, the whole feeling of each was so different. Vlad's was so forced and felt lonely, while Stephan's was happy and equal.

"It's Halloween already?" Lukas asked.

Arthur turned to look at his friend, who was standing next to him. "Yeah, seems so." He replied.

"No wonder it smells like pumpkins." Lukas looked around the hallway, they were a bit away from the main squad.

"Oh- That what it was." Arthur looked like he only realized it now. "I wasn't sure what the smell was."

Lukas didn't really reply, luckily it didn't bother Arthur.

"My brothers often talk about how tasty the Halloween feast is." Arthur kept chit-chatting, Lukas not reacting that much wasn't something that discouraged him anymore.

"There's a Halloween feast?"

"No-one told you?" Arthur was left baffled by his question.

"Who would?"

Ouch, Arthur thought. "Ah- Right." He adjusted his position a bit. "It's this annual feast thing in the great hall, nothing more than that really."

"I guess some people get really into Halloween." Lukas looked up at Arthur, as if to ask him if he enjoyed the celebration.

Arthur looked back, but then shifted his eyes away. "Well, I do enjoy it." He nodded. "I've never been trick or treating, though."

"Mat- My neighbour dragged me trick or treating once." Lukas turned away as well. "It was silly, but not too bad."

"That's really nice." Arthur smiled slightly. "I've only celebrated by visiting my mom's family."

Lukas' eyes widened a bit. "Your mom's family?"

"..Ah." Arthur didn't look that bothered by it, but it did sound a bit sad compared to his usual tone. "She and my mom broke up, and my mom married a muggle."

"Oh."

"It's not that big of deal." Arthur shrugged. "I was 1 or 2 at the time, so it's not like I remember it that well."

Lukas seemed to struggle with finding any words that he could possibly say, but he seemed to want to showcase that he supports him. Arthur didn't really care, his mom leaving wasn't a big deal.

Nope, not a big deal.

The school day was strangely normal for such a spooky day. Stephan's group kept making puns about Halloween related things, and Arthur had forgotten to do his defence against dark arts homework. It baffled him that he could possibly miss doing that, especially when Lukas remembered it.

They entered the great hall to celebrate the Halloween feast, both looking like peculiar loners. That seemed to be their general aesthetic wherever they went to.

They sat by the Slytherin table. It was somewhat funny looking, as it had been made longer than the other tables so all of the Slytherins could sit at it at once. It wasn't a big change, but it was notable for Arthur. He doubted the people on the other side of the room (like the gryffindors) would even notice.

Lukas and Arthur begun eating, they didn't chat much. Stephan and his squad were walking a lot of weird jokes, and comparing wizard and muggle Halloweens. A few other Slytherins challenged their Slytheriness, once they heard of the muggleborn Slytherins that Stephan's squad mostly consisted of.

It was certainly interesting entertainment, though Lukas seemed to find it annoying. He seemed to have a deep love towards muggles.

"I have better grades than you." Stephan said to one of the somewhat bothersome other first year Slytherins. He sounds calm, with a tint of sternness. It was admirable how smartly he was dealing with the whole situation.

"Grades mean nothing once you leave school."

"Nor does my blood status once people like you come to your senses."

"Senses? You do realize wizard bloodlines are rare for a reason?"

"Rarity doesn't always mean quality."

Arthur and Lukas silently listened the whole time, Lukas seemed to get rather annoyed by certain word choices the other made. They did enjoy the food, though- Which was pleasant.

"You don't understand what you're saying!"

"I think I understand all of this better than you." Stephan said with a much stronger distaste than before.

"You're not even a real Slyther-"

The door slammed open, and Arthur's Defence against Dark arts teacher stumbled in. It was Quirinus Quirrell, and he looked like he had seen a ghost. It was enough to shut the whole Pureblood argument down.

Which to be honest wasn't a very good comparison as there were ghosts flying around in the great hall at that specific moment.

Quirrel rushed to the small stage the teachers ate. He said something quite loudly to Dumbledore, though Arthur didn't exactly hear what.

Luckily Stephan had connections, and quickly got the information carried to him through whispers within the student body.

"There's a troll in the dungeon?"

"How would a troll get into hogwarts?!"

Arthur looked at Lukas, he was un-sure of what to think. There was a hint of bafflement and slight spooks in both of their eyes. Though, fear was not included in the range of emotions they were feeling.

People were chatting loudly, a slight hysteria had creeped up upon the feast.

Dumbledore shot a loud beam from his wand, but one wasn't enough to shut down the chatter. After a few more tries, he finally got everyone to quiet down- Giving him the chance to talk.

He gave an order with a surprisingly stern yet clam voice. The sound of wisdom was strong in each word he spoke, even when what he was saying wasn't that un-expected. He simply told the prefects to lead each house to their common rooms, where the meals would be eaten.

The Slytherin table got up in a surprisingly orderly fashion, and was quickly being led out by a prefect.

Some students whispered about why they were going to the dungeon if the troll was there, but no-one was really sure.

Arthur and Lukas were in the very back of the group, they had returned to casual chit chat now that blood status stopped being the topic of discussion.

"I did read once of a troll who tried to find humans because it found screaming nice."

"That's weird." Lukas didn't seem that bothered anymore.

"Yeah, weird is probably the best word for it."

Lukas nodded, and the conversation paused for a moment. "Hm."

"Hm?"

"The potion's main ingredient is a troll whisker, right?"

"Now that you mention it.." Arthur realized at that moment, that they were being leaded away from an important ingredient.

"If we got the troll hair now, we could easily start doing the potion before Christmas." Lukas mused.

"We can't just run off a grab a whisker, though." Arthur added. "Would be nice if we could, though.."

Lukas bit his lip, he seemed focused. "We could.." His voice trailed off before he could finish.

"Could what?"

Lukas looked away for a moment, but then turned his gaze to focus on Arthur. "If we're sneaky, we can see what happens to the troll. It's possible we can take a hair from it once the teachers take away the threat."

"Sounds pretty risky."

"Yeah, it is."

Arthur looked around them for a moment. "You know, I think we should do it."

"Are you sure?" Lukas seemed to doubt his idea more than Arthur.

"No, but, I want to give it a try." Arthur explained. "If we get caught then we'll just come up with an excuse."

"You mean I'll come up with an excuse?"

Arthur looked a little embarrassed, but also humored. "Well if I do, they'll realize it's an excuse pretty quick."

Lukas nodded.

Arthur scanned where would be the best spot to drop off the group's trail.

Once the moment arrived, the both of them quickly stayed behind at a corner. It took a bit longer than they expected, but it was a successful escape.

They walked through the basement, un-sure of where the troll really was. Not to mention the teachers.

Luckily, their questions were answered with a loud scream, followed by many other loud noises. They quickly rushed towards the direction of the noise, but stayed behind a corner. They didn't have to exactly see what was going on, if they could hear.

It seemed that the two had arrived in the middle of a lecture. Apparently students had engaged the Troll, it was kind of fun to think they weren't the only ones sneaking around.

"We need to get it out of here." McGonagall's voice echoed through the area.

"Quirinus looks more traumatized than the troublemakers." Snape's voice spoke as well.

"A R-Real troll! In Hogwarts! I thou- thought this school was safe!" He squeked to Snape.

"These things happen." Snape replied to him, it was a bit harsh.

With a flash of a wand, Arthur and Lukas assumed something was done to the troll. Lukas pointed out it was the color for Wingardium Leviosa.

They heard footsteps as well. Arthur could hear his heart beat, as it beat faster and faster with each closing footstep. He looked at Lukas quickly, asking what they should do.

Lukas seemed completely and utterly frozen, leaving Arthur to do something.

He quickly scanned the area, and located a conveniently placed door. He grabbed Lukas' arm, which seemed to shake this kid out of whatever issue he was having. They both went behind the door as quietly as they could, and soon found themselves in the male bathroom of the dungeons.

The footsteps approached far too close to comfort, but also started to slowly quiet down. Whoever walked past them had gone past already.

Lukas was breathing rather heavily, and leaning on the wall. It seemed that he didn't handle pressure that well.

Arthur leaned on the door, listening for more teachers. Once the two of the other teachers had clearly passed them, would Arthur finally even dare to open his mouth.

"Well, at least we found the troll." He celebrated with a nervous smile.

Lukas nodded, sliding down the wall to sit. The boy had looked less like a uneasy mess, but it didn't seem to affect him too bad.

"You okay?" Arthur asked, taking a step closer to him.

Lukas lifted his hand to signal him to stop. He breathed a bit more, and leant back. He looked like he was getting a bit better. "Yeah." He said in a half whisper.

"If you say so." Arthur tossed the subject aside, and walked to the door again. "Where do you think they will take the troll?"

"Outside." Lukas shrugged. "Probaply the closet big door they can find."

"I think I know which one." Arthur said. "We can go check whenever you want."

Lukas sighed, he seemed a little fustrated.

After a moment of silence, he got up from the floor. Once Lukas had adjusted his robe into looking a bit more orderly, he gave Arthur a nod.

The two boys were off again.

They arrived to the door Arthur spoke off, and Arthur leaned against it. Outside was quiet, no-one was talking nor walking close by.

He quietly opened the massive door like a strong 11 year old, and check the area. No-one was present other than them. Further in the distance, McGonagall seemed to be talking to a very hairy tall man.

Arthur recognized the man as the same hairy tall man who lead them to the boats at the start of the year. It seemed that the two were planning on dropping the troll on a wooden cart, and take it who knows where.

Lukas pointed for them to go hide, so that when McGonagall left the area she wouldn't see them by the door. Arthur agreed to the plan and the speeded their way to a good hiding spot. They spied on the situation a bit more, and concluded that the tall hairy man was going to head to the forbidden forest to drop the troll off, and McGonagall was walking over.

The two hid as quietly as they could, and luckily McGonagall didn't notice them.

They hurried to the edge of the forbidden forest, where the hairy man was still visible from. He pulling the cart like it didn't weigh anything. Arthur wasn't sure if he was just a very strong gigantic man or if there was a spell on the cast, but he didn't really have time to ponder about that.

Arthur almost stepped into the forest, but Lukas grapped his shoulder. Arthur turned to look at his blue eyed friend.

"Can we really go in there?"

"We'll just quickly run behind the cart and grap the whisker, and run back. If we hurry we don't even have to go that deep."

Lukas bit his lip, and then nodded. Arthur took the first step to enter the forest. They would have to rely on the gigantic man's lantern for light, and make sure they could return to the field before it got too dark to see.

They sprinted quietly and catched up to the cart, the gigantic man didn't seem to notice them because of the noise the cart was making. There were enough trees to hide behind of, as well.

Arthur was about 4 meters from the wooden cart, while Lukas stood a bit further. They were close enough to see each other.

Arthur gave a quick glance towards the slowly escaping line between the forest and the field, they had to do it now or suffer getting a bit too deep into the forest.

He gave Lukas the signal that he was going to try to grab a whisker now, and Lukas gave him an un-sure nod.

Arthur took a few stronger steps from behind the tree, before he went for a quiet as possible sprint to a tree only a meter away from the cart.

To his dismay, the cart kept going when he hid. He would never catch up to the cart by hiding, he had to either run behind and be heard and seen by the gigantic man- Or do something else.

Suddenly Lukas threw a rock at the man.

Arthur (quietly) slammed against the tree in surprise.

The man turned around and looked to all directions. "Anybody there?" He asked, his voice was quite annoyed.

Arthur held his breath, but the lantern's light showed that the gigantic man had turned back around.

Lukas' face behind one of the trees. Arthur shot him an expression, and mouthed "What was that?!" In any other situation he would try to be a bit more polite, but for god's sake! They are in the forbidden forest with a giant man trying to be stealthy and Lukas throws a rock at him!"

Lukas seemed to mouth something too, Arthur wasn't really sure what. "Bus teeth?"

He figured. He gave Lukas an expression of not understanding.

Lukas' palm met his face in a very frustrated manner. At this rate, Arthur would have to catch up to the cart again.

Arthur tried to gather up their next plan of movement, at least they had to run a bit closer to get to the light of the lantern. The forest was already terrifying, but being stuck there without light was annoying.

Arthur sprinted behind and another tre- Oh no, he didn't. He was hit in the back of the head with a small rock. He held back his scream, but he did jump quite much. Somehow he did get behind a tree in time, though.

The gigantic man had heard the thud and turned around again, stopping his wooden cart and making the light hit the trees they hid behind of in a very menacing angle.

"I'm serious here, don't go thinkin' you can fool around with me!" He took a few steps towards them. Arthur took steps to move around the tree, so when the Gigantic man passed him- He wouldn't see him.

The gigant man did in fact pass him, and was slowly approaching where Lukas was hidden. Arthur felt a sting in his chest when realized that Lukas would probably be frozen again, he had to distract the man in some way. He franticly looked around, and he finally could focus his eyes on a small rock at his feet. He grabbed it, and aimed.

The sound a grown-man yelping told Arthur that he had landed a perfect shot. Too bad he was coming towards Arthur now.

Arthur didn't have much time to think it through. Before he knew it, he was running in a dark forest far away from the lantern's light.

"What the-" He heard the man let out, before he heard his large footsteps following him. Arthur was pretty sure he was covered in the darkness, and it seemed that the man wasn't that quick in the environment. The amount of trees that came in his way was perfect for Arthur to just run past off. This lack-of-a-plan turned surprisingly good for him.

He didn't really see in front of him that well, which lead to a few times he stumbled over. Arthur had a good enough lead for it not affecting him too much.

Then he fell over because of a tree route, right onto his face. His arms brushed in front of him against the ground in a very painful manner, and his knee seemed to hit a rock.

Everything was dark for a moment, Arthur wasn't sure for how long- but the main question was if he was found by the gigantic man.

To his surprise, the man was no-where to be seen, and Lukas was poked his head.

"Are you okay?" He whispered to him, holding a wand which seemed to be lit with Lumos.

"What the-" He tried to get up but his hands and leg hurted surprisingly much.

"Can you get up?"

"Yeah- Probably." He painfully sat up, it wasn't too bad. "What happened?"

"I'm not sure what happened to you," Lukas explained, "But I got the whiskers."

"You did?!" Arthur turned to face Lukas, who was holding two very gross hairs in his non-wand hand. "How?!"

"When he chased you, I got the chance to grab them."

"Of course- Yeah that makes sense." Arthur was quite relieved by the news.

"I think he heard me walking by the cart, and turned back." Lukas explained. "He didn't notice anything suspicious after that, and proceeded with taking the troll somewhere."

Arthur nodded, and stood up in a way that could be compared to baby deer. Lukas got up as well, as he had sat down next to him.

"Are you feeling alright?"

"Close enough." Arthur smirked a bit. "Let's head back."

Lukas gave him a nod, and they returned to the castle.