The golden heart

The Ritual of bonds

The soul entrapment dance was intended to capture one soul in any nearby item, such as another body, two souls in one body, but there was a catch. Only the body's soul has controlled the majority of the time, with the other soul having control for limited periods of time when the soul is at its most powerful.

The high counselor began the ritual by dancing gracefully around a pool of an enchantment spell created by the magicians, bringing the knife close to the pool and throwing it in. As the counselor dances, her partner entered the ritual to dance with her, his long golden hair sways passionately with her black hair in a bonding dance. The councilor is aware that this magic was devised by a man who wanted to be with his wife but whose body was too frail to keep him alive, so he created this bond spell so that he and his wife might live happily ever after. As the couples danced, the pool began to sparkle, causing an orb of water to float at the speed of light out of the building. When the orb flew out of the building, the councilor stopped dancing, hoping that the magic would be successful.

Leviathan awoke to muffled cheering and joyous music outside, which made him sigh as he rosed up, holding his aching head. When he had a severe headache, he didn't like the music very much. 'It must be the aftermath of the pain I had,' he reasoned as he examined his wounds and discovered they were bandaged; he was surprised because he had no recollection of patching himself up; all he could recall was being outside near to a walkway in a town where he saw a young lady. 'Did she clean my wounds?' he wondered as he examined his bandages. He didn't think she would have helped him because not many people liked him. He turned to see next to him a glass of water with butterbur which was a Migraine herbal remedy with a sigh of relieve he drank the remedy and waited to take effect

As Leviathan got out of the soft bed he notice a table with a tavern chair where his white tunic and black leather vest were neatly folded on the table. As he was going to get his tunic from the table, a book fell to the floor, along with a tiny stack of papers. He didn't mind at first and continued to get dressed, but it peaked his interest when he noticed a royal family insignia on one of the papers, making him want to know more of this young lady, he took the papers and the book off the floor to see who he may be dealing with.

Princess Nancy just left the mysterious man in her secret cottage for an hour while she attended to her academics and other duties. She sighed sadly as she dressed in her disguise of black pants and a white tunic. Just as she was about to leave with her cloak, a knock came on her door. In a panic, she grabbed one of her blankets and covered herself, "Come in!" she said nervously to the person outside her door, the door opened, and a beautiful woman with Ember green eyes that sparkled in the light with her long brown hair tucked neatly into a bun this was Janet the most beautiful princess of the kingdom in the Queen's eyes she was perfect beyond compare while Nancy was always envious of her older sister but her love for her sister always came first.  "Going secret cottage again? I see mother was too much for you again," Janet grins mischievously at her younger sister.

Nancy sighed at her sister's remark; it was true that her mother was irritating her, but she refuses to confess it to anyone. How the waltz begins to blister her feet, how her hands hurt from all the piano lessons, and how her mother always yells at her that she can't perform any of her tasks correctly. Janet snatched her sister's hand and drew her into a hug "I'll try to keep her entertained for a day. Please keep your hood up as we are still at war with the orc tribe." Janet remarked this while releasing Nancy and assisting her in putting on her cloak. Nancy smiled as she hugged her sister before leaving the castle through servant's tunnels. It only took her 30 minutes to arrive in front of her cottage door, not knowing if the man she met was awake or still sleeping. She opened the door to find Leviathan awake with a big smirk reading the book of orc culture and foods, with all her personal letters scattered around the table.

She swiftly snatched the letters, inadvertently shoving Leviathan off his chair, making an oof sound as he landed on his back. "It's not very ladylike to push gentlemen off their chairs, especially when they're injured." He jokingly said to Nancy, who was staring at him with daggers. "It's not manly to read a lady's letters, you know!" she said to him as she slid her letters into the table drawers. "I was just wondering why a member of the royal family would wish to help a lowly commoner like myself." He teases her again as he stands up, noticing how much taller he is in comparison to her. When Leviathan noticed her ocean blue eyes staring at him with a slight sparkle in her eyes, she began to chuckle, making Leviathan seem shocked at how this girl was first flustered at the thought of him reading her letters, then began to laugh at his taunting. "I see you're doing better than last night, sir, but please let me quickly examine your wounds to make sure they're not infected," she remarked happily as she led him back to the chair.

As Leviathan sat in the chair, a large orb landed between them. Out of impulse, Levithian pushed Nancy to the ground, covering her with his body, as the orb burst and luminous liquid rained onto Levithian, scorching through his clothes and onto his skin, causing him to groan and gaze at Nancy. "Are...Are you okay?" he said, holding on to his screams as another sense of someone yanking on his heart came from his chest. "It burns!" was the only thing he could hear as his ears began to ring and his vision began to blur.