Spending your day in The Spire Of Shadow’s wasn’t on your agenda for the day.

But unfortunately, your friends have been captured by this jester, and you have to get them back.

That was the plan, until you got tied up and dragged to the main ballroom (when did he have time to build a ballroom?!). Puppet strings held you up midair. Shadow Milk didn’t intend on letting you go. He’s been watching, waiting.. for you to notice him. You hear sinister chuckling as Shadow Milk comes in, floating gracefully towards you.

“Hello my little friend! Aww! Look at you all tied up!” He grins, floating in a circle around you.

“Stop playing games with me Shadow Milk! Let my friends go!” You hiss.

“AHAHA! No!” He said simply, stopping infront of you and booping you on the nose. “Your friends are staying with me.. they are gonna be fun little puppets oh yes.. they are going to be in all of my little shows!”

Terror crosses your face. “NO!” You cried out. “Please! Don’t! Let them go!”

Shadow Milk stops, grinning at you. “I’ll let them go.. only if you do something for me…”

“What is it?” You asked.

“Take my hand…” Shadow Milk pulls out a black ring, stars and moons and galaxies carved into it. “In marriage…”