“No,” Arel shakes his head, “he hasn’t returned, but I think he will return soon. And Nik, Nik will be back soon too!”
He jumps out of bed:
“I dreamed that I was in a white wedding dress…”
“Oh no! Not that! I'm not going to listen to your nonsense!”
A tattered piece of “Upper Messenger” lies on the table in front of Lis: “The Son of the Devil, nicknamed Nikto, made a daring escape from the Royal Prison, using the Black Sorcery… je opened a mysterious portal leading straight to the Underworld… hidden in the depths of the ancient catacombs, where no man has gone…”
Lis looked up at Valentine, who was standing next to him.
“Has the owner already seen this?”
Valentine nodded in dismay:
“Yes, he told me to show it to you as soon as you return from the hunt.”
“I see. What else did he say?”
“He ordered to bring wine,” Valentine trembled. “And this … this Son of the Devil, will he come here? Sir?”
“I don’t know!” Lis got up. “It's not your concern!”
“Yes, of course, I'm sorry,” Valentine, bowing, scared back to the door.
Lis entered the prince’s room without knocking and saw the already pretty drunk Arel.
“Are you drinking?” He winced with disgust.
“I celebrate the victory!” Arel raised his glass. “Join!”
“Hmm, a victory?”
“Don’t play the fool, Lis, you understand everything perfectly! My Nik made them all and escaped from prison, right from under the noses of these pouty sirs! And they thought they were so smart! He'll be here soon, you'll see! He will return! Soon!”
“Do you believe in this nonsense?” Lis threw the “Messenger” sheet on the table. “The Son of the Devil bewitched Karina, daughter of the head of the Royal Security Service, when she brought him medicine and food. This is complete nonsense!”
“No-no,” Arel happily shook his head, “this is not nonsense! I was there, Balthazar asked her to go down to Nikto’s cell and make an injection, since he himself didn’t want to climb the stairs!”
Lis looked at him incredulously:
“Why didn't you tell me this before?”
“I didn’t attach any importance to this then, and to be honest, I felt bad, Lis, since Kors crushed me a lot.”
“And he bewitched her?”
“Well, it was probably invented for beauty, of course, that Nikto bewitched her. But obviously they somehow got there in the cell and came up with an escape plan, although, who knows, maybe he bewitched her, I don't know, it doesn't matter! Drink with me, Lis! Drink!”