When I woke up Angel was happily snuggle up against my chest. Seeing as how I felt so comfortable I decided to stay their for half an hour. When I got up Angel grabbed by arm. I turned around and she looked deeply into my eyes. It kind of made me uncomfortable as we were only 10 and a half years old. After looking into them for a while she spoke.

“don't go far today the king said he had an audience and wanted you their.”

I nodded my head and left the room with my three minions. I went out the gate and a little bit into the forest to summon another urkai. I summoned 2 today but it took up the majority of my mana. Thankfully these ones had clothes as well and one had a short sword while the other a knife. We then went back inside to eat breakfast. The urkai ate a lot of the meat. It seems that they aren’t interested in vegetables at all. I got a drink of water and ate an apple for the taste. The urkai continued to eat for the next 2 hours. They burned the meat and ate it, ate it raw, ate it covered in blood and they even ate rats who came to close. A servant eventually came to fetch me and I went to the thrown room with my minions in tow. When we entered only the royal family (Rolo and Joanna) and Angel were in their. I walked in and stood in front of the king.

“you summoned me?”

“yes”

“why?”

“because um...”

“spit it out already”

“okay...(deep breath) well you see a kingdom on our western border was offered me a deal in exchange for clearing out the orcs he marries my daughter and gets my kingdom. The problem is he is my age already has three wives and is known for breaking off the his deals when they go sour. His kingdom is twice as large as mine and well I can't really refuse because well his army is much larger then mine and he doesn't have orcs knocking on his doors. Nor can I not offer him my daughter as their are no suitable suitors for my daughter other than already married kings. The ones who cold be suitors view my land as more of a nuisance rather then a way to expand their lands. Today is the day that they come with the finale document and if I say no without a valid reason then they will most likely declare war as we are to weak to defend ourselves.”

“and where do I fit in?”

“well I was wondering if you would be willing to be my daughters finance until a good suitor came up.”

I looked at Joanna she seemed really nervous. Not surprising really my answerer would determine if her kingdom fell into ruin and if she were to marry and old man. I thought about it for a couple of minutes.

“I would have no problem if you were to be engaged to Angel at the same time. I know that the both of you greatly like each other and I have heard Angel on many occasions say she would accept no other man.”

“...”

“...”

“fine but on one condition”

I could see his eyes light up

“only I can break off the engagement”

He smiled, Joanna on the other hand frowned and before she could protest..

“Deal take care of my daughter”

Joanna was left gaping her dad was beaming and I looked at Angel who appeared...indifferent...

“Son in law the meeting with the foreign dignities starts in an hour. I will have seat of equal height moved into the thrown room to be put beside my daughters chair and a chair prepared for Angel as well before the meeting starts.”

I smiled and left the room. Joanna was right behind me. I left the room was half dragged to another room. I let her bring me to one because if I wanted to she wouldn't be able to stop me. We arrived into a plain room and she turned around and closed the door.

“oh you want to get acquainted as husband and wife right away?”

I can see her blushing and then her face hardens

“why did you set that last condition?”

“oh I don't know I felt like spicing it up”

she glares at me then walks right up to me.

“who are you?”

“Charles silver-claw”

“no I mean really, you have only done amazing thing after amazing thing since I have met you, you are the epitome of what I desire to be and you make it look so easy?”

I don't respond and simply look down at her. I still have my helmet on so she can only see my eyes

“well who are you really?”

Angel walks in and separates us much to my relief

“don't ask Charles hard questions also we need to get dressed for the meeting”

she turns to me.

“and you... look fine in your armour just don't take it off”

I went back to the thrown room and my chair was already set up. The chair although nice was not as grand as Rolo's. I took my seat their and my minions stood behind it kind of like guards. As I sat there I thought about the question that Joanna had asked me. Who was I really? I had taken over this body even though it had belonged to someone else. was I Charles or someone else entirely? Was this world real or was my last one real? Did I deserve my power or was it all because of codex? Before I knew it Joanna and Angel were looking at me.

“stop thinking so hard”

Angel then proceeded to flick my forehead which still had my helmet on. I looked up and the Throne room started to fill up. Angel and Joanna took their seats on either side of me. And the king his. Once the throne room had everyone it needed in their (court advisers, guards etc) the doors opened and three men appeared. One was a fat man with some papers in his hands one had the appearance of a guard although he was elaborate dressed and the third appeared to be a servant. He seemed odd however as he constantly watched his surroundings, he appeared uneasy and jumpy he also never took his eyes off the king... the fat man began speaking and I listened I did not however take my eyes of the servant.

“King Tat Flutton of the Kingdom of Take has prepared you a generous offer king Rolo of Iceland. we offer your daughter to take the hand of the Great King Tat so that he may restore your kingdom to it former glory, your walls that are in disrepair your fields full of blood will grow crops again and the walls will be rebuilt the orcs will be defeated and your daughters children will swear loyalty to the kings first born Rarrot.”

the room was quite the message was quite insulting towards king Rolo it was basically a slap to the face and told him that his family wasn't good enough to rule its own kingdom. The messenger was sweating because he to now knew that the message was as insulting as it could possibly be.

“ugh.. As well the king of Take has a condition to this Great and Generous offer the King of Iceland is to Swear fealty.. to .. king ... Tat”