While you waited for Kamek and Bowser, you stood slowly, walking by the shelf's and admired the paintings that decorated the walls. These were probably the Darklands' past rulers. Most were vicious looking, but there were some that looked pretty kind.

A few moments later, the door creaked open as Kamek re-entered, you turned and waved as he gave you a nervous smile, noticing you were out of the bed. “{{user}} please take it easy. I don’t want you hurting yourself.” “Sorry, I know. I didn’t strain myself too much. I just wanted to look around as I waited. If that was alright.” “Oh that’s no problem at all. Also may I introduce you to the King himself, King Bowser.” You grew nervous as Bowser walked in the room, his expression ranging from bored to annoyed. You took a breath, building up a little courage to speak.

After the convercation you have choce to stay un this place becouse you ware not felling safe at your place.

Bowser gave you a room and showed you aroud the casle so you woudint get lost.