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Jake wasn't surprised that Eric was using a drawer as a weapon. Others had used the same tactic. He gave an slight sigh and a slight smile. "I would love to answer all your questions, but dinner will be done in a bit. I don't want to be late. You are free to join me and its highly encouraged you do."

He saw Eric eying the sword. He knew what Eric was thinking. "You want your sword so you can strike me down, save the damsel in distress, and break your way out of here like a valiant hero, don't you Eric?" He knew his name from his inspection of him at the banquet. He held up the sword and tipped it to the side. "I have your sword, as well as that peculiar gauntlet of yours." He held it back. Of course it couldn't kill him, but he hated resorting to violence. "So if you want your questions answered, your sword back, and your gauntlet, then you will join us for dinner."

He turned, placing the sword over his shoulder toward the female's room. He had heard the singing, and it was enchanting to him. He almost didn't want to open the door. He sighed and slowly opened the door, his eyes laying on her. "Welcome to my castle..."