All kind of wonders living and breathing here in Di Hipsodat. Damian took me touring but he didn't start with any of the places I listed. We took Daemon on the ride to Haygun. It's not part of side people live in or come to but it's a part of the realm like Antarctica except this place is all green. Daemon drops us on the top of the cliff and from there we can see the entire realm.

Damian is right about the place looking small but in reality actually big.

The Low and High Lands are so far away from here. Haygun is the only part of the realm that aren't occupied with Dihipians and animals. It's a reserved territory for when something happens like shortage of food. Damian tells me the water falling down the cliff connects with The Golden Water. I have a feeling there's more to this place than he's letting but I don't push. We spend some time admiring the place silently. I have so many questions but I feel like I'll be back to experience the whole thing. This visit is unplanned and unexpected.

We leave Haygun and head to the museum, well, the place the memories of the past Kings are stored. Each Kings have their room, where everything they did and accomplished was. There's a room I was curious about, the room that contains the history of the first ruler, the one with the destroyed statue but the room isn't opened to tourist or anyone else. Damian says not even El knows what's behind that door. If I was staying longer, I would break inside and check it out just to satisfy my curiosity.

Our next stop is the biggest farmers market, which looks like a mall and each place for each stuff. Di Hipsodat is so organized, I'm pretty sure the architect of this realm is obsessed with boundaries and things being in a particular order.

We're strolling through the market when we hear the drum beating from a distance but it can be heard all over, it's so fucking loud. People around us starts murmuring and clearing their shops, closing.

"What's going on?" I ask Damian as I look around the room, everyone rushing like they're trying to get somewhere.

"It's time," he answers and takes my hands in his. I bring our conjoined hands and look at it. It's funny how he's free with me here unlike on Earth where I was just throwing myself at him.

It's time for The Knife Festival and I cannot wait to watch. "Come on, let's go, I don't want to miss anything." He nods and leads me out of the market.

We walk with other people to the open field Damian talked about. They're so many people there already. While the females gathered in the middle of the field forming a big round circle, they reach beside themselves to hold hands. The men participating are standing in a big round circle with distance between them and the woman.

"You aren't going?" I raise my head to ask Damian.

He shrugs. "Nah. I don't think I'm destined for one." He clears his throat and dips his hands into his pocket and adds, "besides I have all I need right here." His eyes stays on me as he speaks.

I have all I need right here. Wow, I didn't see that coming.

"It looks fun, I should go join them," I suggest, not commenting on his earlier admission.

He raises his eyebrow. "Really?"

"If it's no trouble," I really want to this.

"You really want to do this?" He asks like he can't believe I just suggest joining the women on their quest to find their one.

I shrug again. "Sure, could be fun."

He takes a step back and gesture for me to join them. "Then go for it."

I squeal and run to the woman who are still filling the empty spaces. I find my place in between two women. They don't mind me being there, I doubt they're even thinking about me or my appearance, there mind is on finding the one they would spend the rest of their lives with. One of the questions I forgot to ask is their life span. How old do they die?

We wait for the empty spot to taken and when the drums begin, people gather around, watching the ceremony. We hold hands and starts moving our bodies with the drums, and when I see a male step out his circle and remove a dagger from his pants and tosses it forward, I gasp when it hit a female. What the hell?

The dancing stops as the man approach the girl he stabbed, he removes the knife from her back and they turn towards each other and look at each other. She doesn't look mad or anything, she looks happy and when she reaches forward and grab hold of his head and direct his head towards her until their forehead is pressing.

The crowd goes wild and they start cheering for them.

That's it. That's how they choose their mates. Argh! It's boring and not as fun as I imagined it would be. Dihipians are into some weird knife play and yet they don't do physical intimacy.

When the drums begin again, I expect us to hold hands with the women besides me but that's not what happened, they switch tactics. They start dancing and not maintaining the circle, yeah we're still going in circles but it's all dancing now.

Men come around and throwing their knives, and each time they press they press their heads together the crowd goes wilds. It's fun but not my type of fun. I get to dance and show my weird skills. I keep glancing at the place Damian is standing, and he keeps cheering for me by giving me a thumbs up. I brought this upon myself and it's too early to complain.

That is before I feel a stabbing pain in my back minutes later. I stop moving the same time the drum stop sounds. The gasp around me is what surprises because everyone has their eyes on me and it's weird because they had their eyes on the other couple's too but this is different, it's someone unexpected.

I turn around slowly to meet the one who dares toss a fucking knife at me. I'm not even a Dihipian, I just came out here for fun and some alien motherfucker thinks he has some kind of forever claim on me. I haven't done anything and I–

Freeze when I see the person coming my way.

"What the fuck–?"

"You were supposed to wait for me to remove the knife before turning." He cut me off.

Okay. What the actual fuck?