Fantastic Beasts of Records: Lecherous Prince Of The Sea

"Release" With a muttered command, Ag'na set loose the 35 icicles, soaring through the air with deadly intent as they hurtled towards Bones.

Each icicle, honed to a razor's edge, possessed the power to pierce through a lesser beast and send it hurtling back to its ancestral bloodline.

But Bones stood in awe, unable to move as the icicles closed in, a spectacle of might and power.

He would have dodged, but alas, it was already too late.

"BANGG" "BOOOOMM".

With a thunderous crash, the icicles collided with the ground, sending plumes of snow soaring into the air as they revealed the earth beneath.

Ag'na watched intently, his curiosity piqued as he evaluated the damage caused by his attack, waiting to see the full extent of its destructive force.

What madness!!

There he stood, a tiny, insignificant rat, yet... untarnished.

Ag'na had anticipated this outcome, yet still held a flicker of hope that his assumptions would be proven wrong.

But as he resumed his steps, walking forward, he couldn't help but express his admiration. "I apologize, you are truly strong". He said with a hint of respect, "Your resilience is worthy of applause. But, there is still one other thing you must prove to me ".

"What?" Bones exclaimed, amazed by his sudden display of strength and durability, yet thrilled at the opportunity to prove himself.

"A beast…" Ag'na responded, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "You claim to be your master's magical beast. Prove it to me, show me the extent of your capabilities".

Without hesitation, Bones advanced, his front paws firmly planted on the ground as he picked up speed and charged towards the ancient, slumbering giant.

The two beasts collided in a fierce battle, each determined to prove their might and superiority.

For Ag'na, this was a battle unlike any he had ever encountered before, while Bones fought to assert himself as his master's ultimate strength and to showcase the testament of his transformation into a powerful magical beast.

A task that no other rat had ever been able to accomplish.

For himself —

For his Master —

He would be a fantastic beast. A magnificent beast, unmatched and unparalleled in power.

"If this is the best you can do, then you are still too weak!" Ag'na bellowed across the snowy expanse, his voice echoing with disdain.

But Bones would not be deterred. "I WILL SAY IT AGAIN!" He bellowed. His magical energy rose. It doubled.

It then tripled.

Quadrupled.

Wisps of white mist began to emanate from his body as he declared, "I AM MY MASTER'S STRENGTH!."

With that, the frozen expanse beneath Bones' paws was rent asunder.

…....…

"KNOCK" "KNOCK" "KNOCK"

A persistent knock came from the door, alerting the ones in the room and stirring them awake.

"Mhmm" Prince Wyatt yawned.  He rubbed the back of his hands against his eyes as he stirred up awake.

"I'm coming" He muttered, his voice just loud enough to be heard through the door. He turned to gaze at the woman lying beside him, still asleep.

He couldn't help but smirk, thinking about all the things they had done together during the night, both spoken and unspoken, though he had held back on some of his more risqué desires, not wanting to scare her off.

Though, he was certain that with her mind hazy from their activities, she wouldn't mind or care to remember. But, he had to reserve some surprises for their next passionate night together

"Knock" "Knock" "Knock"

"I'm coming" Prince Wyatt said, his voice tinged with exhaustion as he made his way towards the door, determined to find out who had come to disturb him at such an early hour.

"Click" The door was unlocked and swung open.

"I know this is a brothel but is it appropriate to disturb a VIP customer at su—":

"Ahem!! Mr Wyatt".

Prince Wyatt heard a familiar voice and his sleepy eyes shot wide open.

He stared at the supposed King of the Azuiloth Kingdom in surprise.

"King Ameal…." Prince Wyatt asked suspiciously, "What are you doing here?…. And how did you know that I was staying here?".

"May I come in first so that we may speak?" King Ameal requested, his eyes darting around nervously as if he were trying to avoid being noticed by others.

Of course, King Ameal was indeed afraid of what others who knew him and saw him here would say. Even with his title as a fallen king, he still needed to keep the reputation of one.

Prince Wyatt turned to look at the state of the messy room before turning his attention back to King Ameal. "How about I meet you downstairs, my room is occupied at the moment?".

King Ameal nodded in understanding with an elderly expression on his face. He lightly coughed "You see, I can't be here for long unless I want rumours about Azuiloth's fallen King going to a brothel being spread around..... Especially after what had happened".

A sigh escaped his lips.

Prince Wyatt's brows rose in curiosity "What happened?".

King Ameal stared at Prince Wyatt momentarily before his head lowered slightly in shame. He replied, "Yesterday, at midnight, several corpses of my people were found dead and burnt in a warehouse, together with a  bone head skull corpse of a Sloywoth assassin".

Prince Wyatt froze. His mind replayed the scene that happened yesterday without delay. Inwardly, he gulped. "Is that the reason why you are here?" He questioned.

It couldn't be that they had traced the perpetrator of the event to him after one night, right?

He was sure that no one in the kingdom knows about his paths or had seen him use his powers, and all those who had were either dead or had no reason to disclose such a piece of information -his crews were out of the question since they knew that he still possessed their slave contracts. And unless they wanted to die, which they had made clear several times already that they didn't, then they had no reason to disclose such information.

Besides, the last time he checked, they refused to leave the brothel unless when they are about to return to the ship.

Annabelle?

Prince Wyatt frowned. 'It might be her' He thought.

It couldn't be Nina since she was ---

He shook the degrading thought out of his head.

The only person capable of doing such a thing now without losing anything worthwhile was Annabelle.

'Yes, that is exactly the reason why I am here' King Ameal responded. He stared at Prince Wyatt seriously.

Inwardly, Prince Wyatt sighed. 'Then doesn't that mean that she has been stalking me all this time?' He thought.

Regardless, she had picked the wrong person to make an enemy of.

"Then what do you want to do?" Prince Wyatt replied. His magical energy charged up silently with rapid momentum as he prepared to escape with Nina while summoning Toothless to hold off until they were far away to access the situation.

No matter how strong he was, he would never want to walk into a fight blindly, unless he could.

King Ameal's expression turned serious before it instantly softened. "Please, I need your help".

Prince Wyatt blinked.

"From the reports I have gathered, it seems that a large portion of my people was in cahoots with the Sloywoth kingdom….." King Ameal's face aged several times as he explained. "....And from what I have gathered, it seems that they all died by the orders of the Queen".

Prince Wyatt stared at King Ameal in surprise.

"Yes, it is exactly as I had said. You might not be aware, but back when the fallen Kingdoms were each fighting each other to slowly swallow up the cities and begin their conquest for the Vrymath Kingdom by using several dubious means which resulted in Vrymath kingdom's citizens being caught up in the crossfire, Queen Mavena decided to step in and give them a warning.." King Ameal explained, noticing Prince Wyatt's surprise and misinterpreting it for something else.

He continued "… However when they -we failed to listen, she took matters into her hands and ordered her royal court to publicly kill any of us who dared to cause unrest in the city -those are the reason why the citizens of the Vrymath Kingdom hates us, and have even termed us as invaders".

King Ameal shook his head, with a sigh escaping his lips. "And honestly, I don't blame them".

Wrinkles began to gradually increase around his forehead "Since then, every fallen kingdom stopped their advances and tried to make recompense by taking care and managing the city they had taken control of, while some, continued their conquest subtly"

"Though I have no idea why she didn't just throw us out of her kingdom, yesterday, after several months of being silent and leaving the fallen kingdoms to behave as they desire, another warning arrived at the doorsteps of each fallen kingdom, and I can't help but fear that my kingdom and that of the Sloywoth kingdom might have something to do with it, considering that this letter came the same day as their death"