Chapter 395: Making Them Fight
“I can’t believe we made it out of there alive,” Tanila stated as they left the castle in the carriage Dagon had picked out for them. “I mean, he’s paying for a wedding fit for a royal family member. Not only that but he is allowing us to go past the 50th floor in the tower and going to let you have access to his forge.”
“How is that barely making it out of there alive?” Max asked.
“Just earlier, I was almost certain we were about to fight the king and his guards. Had that happened…”
Her voice trailed off, and her face started to pucker up like she was sucking on a lemon.
“Yeah… that was a bit tense,” Fowl said. “Still, I’m grateful to each of you for standing with us there. Who knew he was going to do that?”
“We should have known,” Batrire replied. “I should have known… I could sense something was wrong when we were told he would be meeting us. No dwarf ever gets that kind of treatment without the king getting what he wants.”
“Yet he didn’t. Ockrim must love us for things to play out like they did.”
Max smiled at his friend, who never lost his faith in the dwarven god.
“So what’s the plan?” Cordellia asked. “We got a month till a wedding, a tower that needs climbing, and permission to go above and beyond the 50th floor. Are we ready for this?”