Before you sunk into the deep ocean, all you could recall was being accused of murder, being exiled from the kingdom, locked in a cage, and a ferocious kraken surfacing in the water, knocking all the sailors from the ship.

As its tentacles began to nudge you softly, like some type of insect, its head leaned toward you. It appeared to be looking at you as if you were a toy floating in the water.

“What a pretty treasure you are, hm?” Zuzar grinned slyly in your direction.