Diloar Swordcarver led Loren to the blacksmith in Raista Kingdom once the two entered inside there were around a few people inside.
"There are quite a few people who should, I tell them who you are, so that you do not have to wait."
"No my friend it's fine, I do not mind waiting, give me time to think and watch."
Loren takes a good look at the people who have come before him.
I see that these people are adventures as it explains the armor their wearing and weapons they carried.
He alway respected Adventures seeing how brave a person could be to live a life like that risking one's life everyday on a dangerous quest that comes from time to time.
Yet Adventures don't take on quests that put their life in danger without a nice reward for it.
Loren knows that one day a group of powerful Adventures will challenge him and his undead legion.
While thinking to himself Loren takes a look at the armor and swords display for the customers to take a look at.
"This blacksmith craft ship is nicely down." Loren said as he looked at them.
"Do you think this blacksmith will work for you knowing what you're about to ask for your private army."
"I don't know for certain, but I do hope it will be a good benefit to have this blacksmith in this kingdom working for me."
Right when Loren tells his friend Diloar SwordCarver, he starts to feel something trying to make contact with him.
Loren allows it to connect with him.
"Loren I am sorry to disturb you, but there has been a situation that you should be informed of."
"What happened Cecelia." Lore asks as the two were now connected in mind talking telepathy.
"Well Angelina and Prince Nelson had fought with each other, I stopped it before it could get out of hand."
"You mean before Angelina could kill him." Loren said it as it could actually happen if that girl wasn't stopped by him or the other.
If she did kill prince Nelson it would create a whole lot of trouble for Loren which he could not fix so easily.
"Yes, I do not know how it started, but I think it best you come back as soon as you can to deal with Angelina who is right standing in the corner for a time out."
"I will talk to Angelina once I return thank you for telling me Cecelia."
"Your welcome Loren." the two ended their telepathic connection.
Loren then let out a deep sigh of frustration.
"Is something wrong master." Diloar SwordCarver asks noticing how he was acting.
"Cecelia contacted me about a problem between prince Nelson and Angelina that happened back at the castle."
"Is it a series that there will be trouble soon."
"No my friend lucky Cecelia was there in time to stop them or should I say Angelina from losing control of herself."
Loren then sigh again after telling his friend Diloar SwordCarver
"Master may I be honest with you."
"You don't need to ask me for my permission to speak your mind or to share how you feel."
"Of course since the day we were brought by you when we were children. Growing up together we became like brother and sister, I would give my life for any of you yet Angelina."
Diloar SwordCarver stops for a moment then resumes back to talking.
"She is dear to me, but Angelina is a danger to everyone around her because of what the girl is."
"The blood of the demon that ruins her veins, but it is not Angelina's fault what she is, that girl didn't choose it."
"I know Angelina isn't happy with what she is yet you can not unsee the threat in her. I wonder if you have ever noticed that she truly listens and trusts only you, not one of us even if we have grown up together."
Loren sees his point during the time they were children since the day he gave that girl a name she never spent so long without being by his side.
It did take time for her to get along with the others, but Loren knew Angelina never trusted anyone else, only him.
"If the day ever comes when she truly loses herself, what would have to be done."
Loren was silent when asked that question by Diloar SwordCarver and soon he answered him.
"When a day like that comes, I will be the one to take care of it as it has to be me."
There was sadness in those words that came out of Loren.
"I do not mean any by it just thought that it would be something to talk about."
"I understand just like what round, I chose to walk, I have to be ready for anything that comes my way."
"But could you truly be ready for anything Loren."
Loren smiled a little, but it quickly disappeared.
"Houestly, I do not know, I prepare myself for so long and keep at it yet when it really comes down to it, I don't believe that I will truly be that person."
"That is what you fear to not be able to be that person you have to create."
"Yes along with fearing the person, I create will consume me."
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"Finally we are back." Darwin Bradford said as he, the young man and the four slave girls enter the brothel the man owns.
Darwin brothel was the best place to come visit in the red light distracted as there has never been a complaint from a customer as that person leave with safefed.
"Now then where is my lovely Debora."
"I am here Darwin." she alerted him walking up to him.
"Aw it is always a blessing to see your pretty face my dear."
Debora wasn't pleased with his compliment, but kept up a fake smile to let him see.
"It is alway lovely to hear your compliments about how much time was spent at the marketplace."
"It was great, I got to run into two impornted people while one."
"And who do you speak of." Debora is a little interested in knowing.
"Prince Loren, that young man who is to be the daughter of the king husband one day."
Debora sees the happy expression that Darwin was showing on his face, she knows what it means as that women can tell that man has a plan for Loren and it is not good.
"So what kind of plan do you have for the young man prince Loren."
"Oh my dear, I can't tell you what I have in plan, it just won't be fun beside you having a job to do with these new girls."
Darwin shows Debora the four slave girls he brought from the marketplace.
"Now get to work as I want these girls ready for tonight do you hear me?"
"Yes I understand Darwin."
"Good, then, I have other business to attend to Debora."
The man left as soon as he was done telling her what to do and the young man followed behind.
Once they were gone, Debora turned to take a good look at those girls wearing an expression of sadness and pity.
"Your poor souls."