I received a letter from Queen Glicenda Annalisse Marimo, they had passed all the crops to the people, saving the seeds. She was ready for me to come back and grew a new set of crops. She told me I could teleport next to the table in the garden and that there would be someone waiting for me.

I had also received a letter form Princess Shura, inviting me to a tea party around the same time. She wanted to get to know me better. After all I had done from the Deviculum to what I did for Queen Annalise, she wanted to also make public relations with me and support me.

I responded to the queen first, letting her know I would come once fully rested. Growing that much would be tiresome. Then responded to Princess Shura I would come after I help the queen, and to send me a picture of where I could teleport to. The day came where I slept and moved forward.

I wanted to see Narnia before I left and give him the little gift I made. He had been in the interrogation rooms for a while, and I was needing my little attention fixed. He wasn't answering his phone either, making me more anxious. He told me not to go to the rooms, but I didn't care what he did.

I took the long way there, weighing the options of how mad he might get. He sounded serious in keeping that part of him hidden from me. I opened the doors to the rooms one by one until I found them. Henri turned his head over his shoulder, then pressed a button on the wall as I stepped in.

"Feeling better?"

"I am, um. Is Nari?" I pointed to the window.

He nodded. "He said not to let you in here, so why are you here?"

I walked closer. "I wanted to see him; I am about to leave to attend to business."

"That is?" I looked around the corner, trying to peer at the glass, Henri stepping in my line of sight.

I clicked my tongue. "I have to head to the underground desert city to help grow crops and then a tea party with Princess Shura." I teleported behind him, looking through the glass.

He had Miki up against the wall in a choke hold. Her glasses were gone, replaced with two shiners. He punched her in the gut, and he smiled maliciously. I inhaled through my teeth, that looked painful. He dropped her, and she threw up blood. He shoved her to the side with a foot and crouched.

"She looks rough."

"This doesn't bother you?" I shook my head. "Here he was worried he would run you off if you saw this." He clicked his tongue, shaking head.

I tiled my head, looking up with a smirk. "I could kill a man with a thought, and he knows that. I won't ever be afraid of him. Besides, this is not the first time... Any who, can I call him out?"

"I'll do it." He pressed the button. "Narnia." He looked up, his eyes narrowed on the glass. I know he couldn't see us, what was he trying to accomplish with that look.

He walked out of the room looking down to his hands, removing his gloves at the fingertips. "This must be good if you are interrupting me."

"Nari!" I ran up and hugged him tightly.

"Vi, what are you doing here. I told you not to come down here."

I looked up, cheek pressed against his chest, smiling wide. "I wanted to see you before I left." I fluttered my eyelashes, don't be mad, look at me being cute.

He was looking up and over to the wall, covering his mouth with the back of his hand. "Yeah, um... Where are you going?"

I told him where I was going. "Oh, and I made you something. Hold out your wrist and close your eyes."

He looked past me through the window. "I need to get back to work."

I poked him in the chest. "I saw you for ten minutes three days ago, you've been here since. Eyes here, wrist. You can give me five minutes of time." He put his wrist out, and I tied the simple bracelet around his wrist. It was braided in a single line with six golden beads. "It fits perfectly. See you Later."

Now he would be protected from me, imbued with my barrier magic, I won't be able to bypass it. I stepped back, smiling and waving. He waved softly and I teleported to the garden in the palace of the underground city. I changed my attire to look the part. A flowing light green dress, half fluffy. I looked around, till I found someone.

"Hello, I am Princess Violetta." I have accepted this, the queens pressure from her letter to address myself as such.

The housekeeper smiled as she bowed. "Welcome back to Deksire, Princess. Her majesty is inside. I can take you there."

I followed her inside. The place was a beautiful ornate masterpiece. Every hallway was lined with a runway carpet, changing as we moved to different wings of the Palace. Pottery, Paintings and statues. I slowed us down as I admired certain things.

She knocked and opened the door. "Your majesty, you have a guest. Princess Violetta is outside the door."

"Let her in." She stepped to the side, and I went inside. The queen was walking towards me. "What a lovely dress. It is good to see you again, Violetta, Might I call you Viola?"

"Yes, If I might call you Anna."

She tilted her head and pressed her lips in a foxy manner. "I like it, I will permit this, but only for you. I appreciate your timeliness. We already cleared the field and collected all the seeds; we just need your magic. If you could, we have more than one field and our own seeds we would like to have grown as well."

"Thank you, and I will have to see where my mana levels are after this field. I apologize if my etiquette is not good. This is all new to me."

"Nonsense child, you do fine." She used her hand, blocking the servant in the corner. "You do better than some of my workers."

I chuckled. "Your flattery is to kind. I feel like a savage amongst nobles."

She smirked, covering her lips. "Give yourself more credit. The farmers are waiting; might I come along and watch you preform your magic."

"You are more than welcome." I left out my elbow.

She hooked her arm in mine. "I've never been chauffeured by another Lady before." She winked. Teleporting to the farm in the grass, she looked around and pointed. "There, that house." Taking us there, we were met with many bags all labeled. Nothing out of suspicion, all food.

"This is the stash of seeds, and what waste we could muster up is already on the field."

"Perfect, you made my job easy." I played my violin, levitating the seeds to the fields and I dropped them down. Hand over the field I shouted. "QUAN-QUAN!" The field grew in the masses, a flood of greens, reds and purples.

"Wow, amazing. Hearing and seeing are two different feelings. Oh, um. You did excellent Viola, truly stupendous."

"You can feel free to be you around me."

I followed her to the next field; they wanted all their trees here. Seven fields later and I was feeling it. "Anna, I am spent."

"It is alright, you did much more than I hoped for." She Held her arms out, and I came in for the hug. "Could you take me home though, we are rather far." I took her home, and then teleported myself to Princess Shuras.

The room was overgrown with vinery and flowers of all kinds. Windows were holes in the wall, twirled vines around the edges. Wooden vine furniture melded with the floor, All the furnishings were like this, desk, table, and the shelves. The only clear area was the flooring.

A flower popped up in front of me. 'You're here.' I looked around, then up. She was sitting on a flower chair close to the ceiling. It slowly came down to the ground.

"I am, if it is just us, you may speak as freely as you wish. I do not mind in the slightest."

"You mean it?" She covered her mouth, flower petals covering her eyes.

"I do, no need to be embarrassed at all. Let us be friends."

Flowers popped up. 'I am grateful you have come, you are my Heroin. I wish to form relations with you as you are to become Naberius Narnia's wife. As well as other things.'

My cheeks flushed with heat. "Not, yet. Marriage is a bit to soon."

She opened her petals from her face. "I do not think so, many marry in less time."

I rubbed the back of my neck. "Right, we are… um… taking our time to make sure it is right." Yes, that sounded great.

"Why? You two are perfect. He was treating you like a princess long before you were outed as one. Queen Glicenda knew exactly what you were with a glance, I wonder if he had too. It had me wondering."

I wanted off this topic. "You said tea party."

"Right, this way." I followed her to an outside garden.

The grass was clear and free of any weeds, no stone pathways but with the way the flowers grew it created wide passages. Four trees melded together, formed a shaded gazebo, table and chairs fashioned out of vines. She had servants pour the tea and leave.

"It is like going to a whole other world in your palace. Its so beautiful, and its not even a good enough term for this place."

She blushed covering her face, and flower appeared. 'Thank you.' She uncovered a little. "I am glad you like it."

"You were wondering on something?"

"Well, there is an old, abandoned kingdom that was demolished by Derkila a thousand years ago during the great war between deities and demons. Many lives were lost and once that kingdom fell, we tried to make peace, and followed what he implemented."

The netherworld had been reformed by Derkila. He had taken down deities to do so. "Why was he targeting them?"

"Well, we deities are known as god like demons before the tainting. When we have a child it is always pure. He was in search of the one who could purify the race. It may not look like it, but I am almost one thousand and two hundred years old, and I have about two thousand ahead of me before I succeed my mother in the garden of afterlife."

That's a lot of time, I wondered if I would live that long. Garden of afterlife.

My eyes widened. "She handles that garden. I thought you looked familiar, you two looks so alike, but you are so much smaller."

"I am still a child by our standards." She paused. "You met my mother?"

"I almost died; my soul was still attached but it traveled. She sent my soul back after Narnia healed me."

"Wow, we are not supposed to do that. It has been written in the law since the dawn of demons and deities."

Deities had helped demons gain abilities; each ability unique to the bloodline. Humans tainted their abilities and weakened demons through breeding. Deities frowned on these demons for ruining the gifts given, and a war started. Some were okay with it, but most were angered and chose violence over peace.

Cities were demolished in war. Deksire was said to be lost, but it was under the desert. Orlantus was a fallen city of originals, known as the oldest city. They had expended themselves to protect all others. They had fallen long before Derkila entered the picture, in his quest to purify the land of mix bloods and humans.

Once he purged enough, he stopped the wars, using his body as the shield. Then moved himself into the Demon king position. He fought the prejudice deities. The rest follows, even when he did the same thing under all their noses.

He had visited the fallen cities looking for anyone who might still be alive, but he never spoke of the events. A part of me feels he was looking for something else, the crown I wear being one of them. It had some kind of power, and it latched to me.

She handed me a journal. "Here, all I said was in here incase you need to see."

I shook my head. "I am sure you have been nothing but truthful to me."

"Might I show you around?"

I nodded. She took me all over the castle, my favorite room was the star room. It had all the constellations and movements of the sun and moons. The floor was holographic 3D print of the world. The whole Netherworld was under my feet, it felt empowering somehow.

I saw Babyls and my home, as well was Narnia's castle and Border patrol buildings. The desert had a city, it was Deksire before it was moved underground. I walked around the map, seeing all the places I still had to visit. Then she pointed to her Palace.

"Why is this huge place covered in shadows?" It was the most eastern part of the rounded map floor map, covering almost one third of the world, and it was close to here.

"It is respect for the fallen on the battle grounds. Orlantus is somewhere under the fog, that is what it looks like today. You cannot see more than a few inches from your face, and it is said the fog traps souls who trespass too far in the fog.

Some say time stops and distorts. No one dares to enter, because on one has ever come back after they fade in the fog. You can tie a rope, and then suddenly it is severed. The person is gone forever, and they can no longer hear you, or you, them. Not even flight is safe. Never go there."

"What is it with worlds and not wanting trespassers or death fallows."

"Orlantus is only now known as the lost city of originals, but it used to be called the city of prosperity. It was rich in many ways." She summoned a book. "Will you take this book?"

I read the title; "A city of prosperity." It was written in the original Latin Language. How did I know that?

"Yes, you must study quite a bit, such an old language. It predates me for its extinction period. Derkila was the last one to speak it, and did so with Hmm, what was his name?"

"Naberius Somya?"

"Yes, him. It was a rough thousand years ago, I was very small, but I had ears."

"I will read this and return it. Thank you, I appreciate it."

"Keep it and keep it safe. That book is well over five thousand years old. Possibly the oldest living book in the Netherworld."

I blinked with wide eyes. "And your giving it to me?"

"Yes, that is what 'keep it' means."

I held it close like it might fall and break. "Why?"

"It is a priceless relic; besides, you are the first I have found who can read the title so clearly."

"Were you testing me?"

She hid her face. "A little, and you just became so much devi-cooler." She shrieked as her feet tapped on the floor. "Please take it. A gift for all you have done."

I yawned. "So sorry, I am growing tired. I spent myself in the fields today. Thank you, I will treasure this."

She grinned. "Then stay, I have many guest rooms, and then tomorrow we can do something else. Like a boat ride, no. I will show you the city."

"Well, I still have work tomorrow."

Her smile grew. "You're in a princess's presence, tell him I insisted you stay for a princess sleep over. Oh, we could sleep in the same room, and share stories. Oh, and defiantly do manicures." She looked down. "My nails are small, but I could still paint the nubs." She was so excited I could not tell her no.

"That sounds like fun."

"Great, I will have the servants get everything ready. If you need anything you can stop anyone working. They all know you are of the same status as I am." A vine came down and wrapped around her wrist, pulling her up. "See you soon." She morphed into the ceiling.

I blinked at the spot for five minutes trying to process what just happened. Book, info, and a vine taking her through the ceiling. I looked down, the nice flat floors were tightly nit vines. I thought it was carpet. I thought nothing would surprise me anymore, and she does that.

I texted Narnia and Henri in a group chat, then Grandpa and did the same thing separately. 'I know I said I would be back later, but I expended myself on the fields. Princess Shure insisted I stay for a princess slumber party, and I will be staying here to sleep. :D'

Grandpa texted back first. 'Have lots of fun, I will pick up Eli for you. Let Naberius know.'

I texted Narnia and Henri again. 'Grandpa will be picking up Eli, if you could arrange that it would be great. Most likely will not be there tomorrow. :-)'

Henri massaged back. 'Honestly, I do not know what I am paying you for. -_-~'

I messaged back. 'I brought in three of the six fingers… Helped keep all the prisoners in… Stopped the southern war… Kept up with the relations, which the Queen was very pleased with… Got Baal to speak and release information… did I mention all in one month? I do a lot. ;-)'

The bubble popped up and dropped several times. 'Fair enough, do be careful not to upset her.'

'If I told her no, she would have been sad, think of it as making better relations. :D' He sent a thumbs up.

I smirked, walking down the hallway. He was grumpy most of the time, but he was getting in with the texting faces. My devil charms are working. Soon his own daughter will not recognize him through text. I rubbed my hands together, make the old act young.