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31, 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔊𝔬𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫'𝔰 𝔖𝔢𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔱

"Puck, you saw Thanatos?" Kerrian asks me.

"... Yes." I admit.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Nyx asks.

"It didn't seem relevant to the point." I say.

"Your safety is everything to us." Nyx says. 

"When did I become the damsel in distress?" I whine jokingly. 

"When didn't you?" Nyx pushes my head.

"What is that chatter back there?" King Alathar asks.

Mabe turns and gives us the shh sign. She looks more intense than usual, but I suppose the reason being her uncle. I know it's dangerous to anger the Goblin King, he's terrifying. Nyx and Kerrian turn worryingly to each other. I nod.

"Nothing your majesty." Nyx says.

I have met with death. I have heard death's warning, when I first met him, I was terrified. Now there's just the sickening feeling. Where are we even going? It's darker. There were little torches. I look down and see the floor lined with bones and blood. I wince as I grip my chest, my wounds are starting to act up. The pain's coming back. Nyx grabs my arm.

"Are you alright?" 

"You are approaching our greatest secret, I ask Goodfellow, you do not share." King Alathar says.

"I give you, my word." I say.

"And what does your word mean Goodfellow?" King Alathar glares at me.

"He is not lying uncle." Mabe reassures.

"I have my doubts with this cunt." King Alathar says.

"Not going to smirk Goodfellow?" Kerrian whispers to me.

"Nah, I'm good." I shrug.

He leads us to a chamber. I bite my lip. What could be the greatest treasure of the Goblin's? I turn to Poseidon. He just shrugs and attempts to pat my shoulder, but Nyx glares him off. The Goblin's secret? I'm interested not going to lie. I'm dying to know what's the great Goblin King's secret. The doors open wide.  We all climb in. I look up and my eyes widen. I stand up and push the other two out of the way. Poseidon's eyes widen.

"Oh ****." Poseidon mutters.

The old fey looks at us. He was shackled. I see him eye me. He smiles at me with eyes reflecting mine. He had long scruffy hair. He had on a green shirt with leather pants. I recognize him immediately.

"I was wondering when you'd show up." The old fey says.

"Who is it?" Meghan asks.

"Dad?" I breathe out.

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