Finding the blue tunnel

“So Theo right? What’s your relationship with the king?” Freya asked their new visitor when they were finally on their path.

“The king is my father.” Theo replied, surprising her

“Your father?!” She had to ask again. “You two seriously don’t look alike.” She mused.

Theo was tall for a dwarf, his head hitting over her waist where all of the others were decidedly below her waist. They didn’t have any facial resemblance as she would expect.

“So you’re something of a prince then.” She asked and he nodded.

“Yes. I am the next ruler of the Vanes.” He replied and gave a sardonic laugh. “Though one can now say you rendered by father heirless because of course I’ll die in this stupid hole like all of the others.”

“Such pessimism. Does it look like Adrian and I have set out to get ourselves killed?” She asked and he glared at her.

“Yes. I have watched our strongest and bravest men come into this tunnel and never return. The last one was a team of seven and I thought that if anyone could get