Nana waits by the edge of the lake until Shadow Demon comes back with 2 magic brooms " got it. "

Nana : thanks for coming with me.

Shadow Demon: my job.

Nana takes over on broom " I've been sitting cars so lately, it's been long since I used one of these. " She put in some magic into it and it floats. She sits onto it one side " alright. Let's go. " And the broom flies ahead to the island on the other side of the lake.

She reaches the island and gets off her broom. She walks further into the island with her guard following behind. Finally she reaches a village. She knew which exact door to approach so she went to the one she's looking for and knocked.

She waited as the owner came to open the door.

" Who are you ?"

Nana : I'm nana. I want to have a chat with you . Resna.

Resna is this young man with an eye patch on " I don't know you."

Nana : I know you. Why you're here. You're not stuck on this Isle of Abandoned. You chose to be here.

Resna : so what if I do ?

Nana ; I just want to chat.

Resna sighed " come in." He led them to his backyard and entertained them with tea. " Try it. I farmed them."

Nana sips " oh. Not bad."

Resna ; really? Don't lie to me.

Nana : I've drunk the best. I'm telling the truth.

Resna laughed " so what business do you have ?"

Nana : do you know about the cursed blessings that run in your family?

Resna : partly why I'm here.

Nana : so you believe it then ?

Resna : they've been looking for it since the king got enthroned. The king always wants to know who is going to take over him.

Nana : they believe it. Do you?

Resna ; not sure. Sounds like a fairytale. The story goes , that my ancestors prayed for the longevity of the kingdom. They said they would do anything to get this. The gods than agreed to give one chosen ruler that will guarantee the longevity of the kingdom for each generation. The promised mark would be my country's emblem glowing tattooed on the chosen's body.

Nana : when I first heard it , I thought it was ridiculous. Trusting magic curses. But... I guess time proved that this tale is real.

Resna ; did you ever know what my ancestors traded the gods with ?

Nana : you're the descendant. You don't know ?

Resna : I don't know the whole story

Nana : the tale goes that, whatever your monarch got, it will belong to the gods.

Resna : don't they already own everything?

Nana : not sure how that works either. I'm not a god.

Resna : haha. Just curious.

Nana : your emblem. It's in your eye isn't it ?

Resna lifts up his eyepatch and it shows the glowing white emblem and closes it back.

Nana : the king banished you here. Then you told everyone you chose to be here.

Resna : maybe.

Nana : he didn't like your plans for the country if you were to take over. Very ... Peaceful plans. I like those plans.

Resna : Who are you ? No one knows that. It was a personal conversations.

Nana : there's nothing personal in a palace.

Resna : who, are, you ?

Shadow Demon: she is Nana.

Nana : I trade. Many things. Especially deal to trade for things I want.

Resna : what do you want from me ?

Nana : I want the war to stop. I want you on the throne so this stupid war can stop.

Resna : and what would you want in return ?

Nana : hmm... You would think I'm lying if I said I want nothing. I want... My store to forever be able to have business here. Even if one day it's going to go bankrupt, you'll have to help it survive.

Resna : that's it ?

Nana : I said, forever. That means your descendant gotta carry out your promise.

Resna : .... What makes you think I will say yes?

Nana : you have peaceful plans. You want the war to stop. The only reason the king isn't killing you is because he doesn't want to look for the next chosen. Plus, his people might go against him if he kills you. Everyone knows, you're the next chosen.

Resna : I could just wait for him to die.

Nana sighs and leans her head upon hand on the table " he won't die. "

Resna : humans all die.

Shadow Demon: not if he takes medicine.

Resna : the Prolong life pill ? That involves killing people ! Taking their lives to yours !

Nana ; he's old . He needs it if he doesn't want you on it.

Resna : that old fogey !!!

" so... Think about it. My offer. This is my card." She places it on the table " don't make me wait too long. I'll have to do things the drastic way. " And she stands up to leave.

Resna : what's the drastic way ?

Nana : I'll... Probably need to kill a whole lot of people. Then force him to dethrone to some other royalty. I cannot be bothered if this country falls you know.

Resna : you !!

" Bye. " And she leaves.