Maria and Jacob waited patiently for the kings turn to watch over them. One fateful day, he finally arrived. When he entered the dungeon, he immediately took the seat of the guard and sent him on his way.
Leo moved the chair right up against the cell Jacob was in and crossed his legs. He was twiddling his thumbs as if waiting for Jacob to say something.
"What do you want? You're blocking the torch light."
Leo smiled.
"Can I not say hi to my own nephew? I'm hurt!"
"Yah, some uncle you are. Why don't you let me out so I can give you a grand hug? I promise I'll only try to snap your entire torso in half."
"Ouch. I'm flattered by the offer, but I must decline this time."
"Why are you so close to my cell?"
"I simply want to talk. Is there something wrong with that?"
"Yes. Now get away. I don't want to talk with you."
"Where did you get that mark of yours?"
"Why do you want to know?"
"Oh? Now you're curious."
