Morning arrived, and Pola patiently waited outside the door for the girls to awaken. She led them to a grandiose dining hall, where Skadiel awaited their arrival. A sumptuous breakfast was spread out on the table, featuring a remarkable variety of dishes.

"Please take a seat in a chair with your name on it," Skadiel instructed.

Curious, the girls collectively questioned, "Why?"

Skadiel explained, "Since technically all of you were in a coma, each meal is specially tailored to your individual health data."

Nikola spoke up, "What about last night's dinner?"

"It was a hyper-nutritionally-balanced meal," Skadiel replied. "It can be consumed by anyone without adverse effects, as long as it's not the only thing you eat every day."

"Everyone's unique in terms of nutriniotal needs after all." Nikola adds while sitting on hee assigne seat and everyon else followed suit.

Skadiel nods her head in agreement to Nikola. "So, where should I continue my story?"

"You should tell us about your relationship with Yule and Pola" Rona states

Skadiel turns her gaze towards Pola who was on the side of the room, "What did you tell them?" Skadiel angrily asks but Pola onky looks away in shame. She sighed "Well can't be helped I guess"

"You're his wife and Pola is the daughter of the two of you." Drea suddenly interrupts

"Your intuation is as good as he said huh?" Skadiel replies, "Yes, I am Yule's lawful wife."

None of the girls were surprised, already believing Drea's guess to be true based on evidence.

"Our *romance* would be on the latter part of the story" Skadiel claims. "Can I continue now?"

The girls agree and skadiel proceeds

***

Carrying the lifeless bodies of the girls, Yule made his way through the dense forest until he reached a humble hut nestled amidst the trees. The door swung open, revealing an elderly woman peering at him with sharp eyes.

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Are these them?" she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity.

"Yeah, do your job," Yule replied curtly.

The old woman, well-versed in the mystical arts, extended her weathered hand and began to weave intricate spells. Her magic enveloped the giant ice crystals that encased the girls' bodies, causing them to gradually shrink until they were no larger than a large coin.

Yule watched the process with guarded eyes, ensuring the woman fulfilled her part of the bargain. Once the crystals were reduced in size, he swiftly retrieved them and secured the now diminutive crystals, containing the essence of the girls' beings, into a small casket resembling a jewelry box. It was a vessel that held their dormant forms, a precious treasure to be safeguarded.

As Yule made his way towards the door, the old woman made a sudden move. She lunged at him, her eyes wild with anticipation. "Hand them over! They hold immense value for my experiments!" she demanded.

Yule's expression hardened. "No," he growled.

The old woman cackled, her voice filled with twisted intentions. "You're a fool to deny me their potential. With their power, I could change the world!"

Yule's stoic glare intensified. "No" he simply said.

A fierce confrontation erupted within the cramped hut.Yule closed the distance with swift, brutal strikes, relying on his close-quarters combat skills.

"You can't stop progress! Hand them over!" She insisted.

"No." Yule retorted

The hut quaked under the intensity of their clash. Yule's fury burned bright, his unyielding onslaught overwhelming the old woman's defense.

Interrupting her, Yule declared, "Not happening!"

With a thunderous roar, Yule unleashed a devastating combination of strikes, his relentless resolve unwavering.

"You can't win!" The old woman shouted.

Yule simply stated, "I can."

Finally, with a devastating blow, Yule sent the old woman crashing to the floor. She lay defeated, frustration etched on her face.

Breathing heavily, Yule loomed over her. "I promised to revive them." he turns his back to leave through the door. He turns around yet again and froze the whole hut. "So i will."

***

"Any questions?" Skadiel asked, breaking the silence in the room.

"I don't remember him being *that* serious," Nikola said, raising an eyebrow skeptically.

"No," the girls repeated jokingly, mimicking Yule's repeated response from Skadiel's story.

Skadiel chuckled and defended her storytelling. "Well, when he told me the story, he wasn't as detailed, so I had to fill in some gaps."

Rona had stayed quiet but finally spoke up. "The old woman seemed to know about us. It didn't seem like their first meeting. She even said something that hinted she knew."

Skadiel nodded, agreeing with Rona's observation. "She's the one who made the pills Yule gave you."

"And he trusted her," Nikola added, putting the pieces together.

"Yes, she gave Yule a lot of information," Skadiel confirmed.

Rona interrupted, sounding worried. "Could she have manipulated the information to trick him into killing us and using us for her experiments?"

Skadiel shook her head. "Yule had other sources, and my research supports the information he received."

Rona and Nikola let out sighs of relief, reassured that Yule didn't make a big mistake and wasted his time attempting to revive them.

Suddenly, Nikola's eyes widened in realization. "Wait, how long have we been in this world?"

The girls fell silent, realizing they had forgotten to ask that important question.

Skadiel thought for a moment. "Do you want the exact number?"

"Anything, just tell us," Nikola insisted, growing more curious.

Skadiel cleared her throat and replied, "It's been 500 years."

Chapter End