"I will try to teach you, then. But, as I said, I am not a good instructor!" Cristiano laughed at him and as they went he tried to explain the use of spell songs in his home. He only paused a moment to look down when he felt her hand and then looked back up, smiling to himself about it.
"Everyone learns the usual spells. They are useful for out protection, but also used for entertainment and games. The night we broke to war our principessa, Serfina, sang a special song only sung by descendants of Merrow, one of the six ancient gods." He waft around his other hand, which held the knife without fear of its blade.
"It is called the dokimi. She must face the beast bellow who guards us. Alothia is a creature created by Merrow herself to root out liars. The queen's line is always pure because of this. False children will be swallowed by the monster...for the record, Serafina passed. It was beautiful..." Cristiano looked a little choked up at this.
"Moments after her song we were attscked from above. Our queen, Isabella, was slain...her king, too. Serafina is our leader, now, but every country is in panic and ruin..." The man made a face before blinking and shaking it away. "I'm sorry! I was supposed to be telling you about spellsongs!"