I ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED A DUNGEON

Hakimi sat cross-legged on the floor, his hands limp by his sides, eyes closed, mind completely at peace. A river of clear water was flowing through his mind without any hindrances, carving through rocky mountains and forest, moving forward towards distant kingdoms. And suddenly, a little pebble fell somewhere in front of it, disrupting its flow.

"Lady Diana," Hakimi’s eyes opened lazily but his gaze was already fixed on the entrance.

"How did you know that it was me?" Diana giggled as she crossed the room and sat down in front of him.

"I just do," he said, watching how she sat down in front of him. "Anything you need?"

"No, no," she shook her head. "I heard the most weird rumour circulating among people, from Barbara, you remember her, right?"

"I do."

"Well, seems like there’s this house in the North Ward, owned by some Bron, and apparently there were cards inside. Not just a few but so many that they’re falling like rain, everywhere," she said seriously as if she had seen it for herself. "And they hired some veteran adventurer to chase whoever was leaving those cards and there was no one. No humans at all. Barbara thinks that it was maybe some ghost or some monster from a completely different world."

"That’s all rumours," Hakimi kept calm. "Don’t worry about them. There are no other worlds seeping through our reality and the number of monsters in the borderlands has been decreased so there’s nothing that could slip into Fillipo unnoticed."

"You don’t believe me at all, do you?" Her lips formed a pout. "Barbara even gave me the proof that this actually happened."

"The proof?"

"Yes." She pulled the card from her sleeve and put it against his chest. "This is the actual card, left in the garden of the house."

He took the card from her and a low irritated click left his throat as he frowned instantly.

"Did you find something?" Diana looked at him with interest.

"Yes." His gaze went up, over her shoulder towards the open balcony. "Trash insect."

Felix jumped a little and felt an inexplicable chill running up his spine and focused back on the road. It was only regular traffic, people passing by and kids running between the stalls.

"Who the fuck was that?"

"Who?" Dune turned around to follow his gaze.

"It’s nothing. Some feeling like I was being insulted from somewhere," Felix dismissed and continued to walk, unfazed. "It must be him."

He noticed a crowd of people surrounding some individual down the road. He immediately identified this mob as the usual local thugs who would extort whoever appeared helpless enough.

A bunch of scum.

Felix accelerated slightly.

I’m working my ass off to earn two meals a day while these guys simply stroll around and collect silver by threatening with knives.

"Hey! Losers!"

All heads of the crowd turned to face him and narrowed their eyes.

"Do you need anything?" one of them shouted.

"Why don’t you get yourself a job?" Felix replied quickly, advancing closer.

"What did you call me, punk?" The guy got his knife out. His friend leaned closer to whisper something to him, and the man’s eyes darted to one side and saw Dune.

"Let’s go." He turned and left followed by all the guys, leaving the target alone with the leather cases in front of him.

Felix nodded at the man standing and moved away. The man’s eyes followed Felix and then slowly looked at Dune, walking right behind him. He hurriedly grabbed his cases and rushed off.

"Stop, young man."

Felix stopped and turned his head. "Yes?"

"Thank you for saving my life a minute ago," he nodded.

"It’s nothing."

The man looked straight at Felix and Dune. "So, I am..."

"You aren’t from here, are you?" Felix guessed right away.

"Well, yes, I have just arrived from the capital. Was trying to find an inn, but those guys attacked me and demanded money."

"Which means you need me to help you find an accommodation?"

"That’s right, if you don’t mind. Already visited one inn, but didn’t feel safe there at all. Cheap and decent, where I would be able to have some privacy?"

"Mm-hm." Felix looked towards Dune. "For how long are you going to stay?"

"One or two nights, I think. Back to my hometown later, place is called Darnay."

"I see." Felix smiled slightly. "Listen, I have an extra room in my house. There you will have privacy and safety."

"Really? Thank you, thank you so much!" he exclaimed excitedly.

"Felix." He extended his hand. "This is Dune, my wife."

"Dune." The man repeated her name carefully. "A lovely name. I am Leto. Used to work as a physician in the capital."

"Okay, Leto the physician, let’s go home and get you settled."

"Thank you very much."

"Dune, take one of Leto’s cases." Felix walked forward.

"Oh no, thank you, but no, I can carry them myself." Leto hastened to say, turning to Dune.

"Felix said I should help." Dune took both cases easily. "Follow him."

"Ah..." Leto’s brow rose, then he nodded slightly. "Okay."

The arrived at the building, and Felix opened the front door, stepping aside for Leto to enter.

"Right this way." He guided him into the hallway and stopped at a door near the rear of the building. "Here."

Leto entered the room, surveying it. Books were stacked in every available corner of the room, even on the floor in some places where the shelves had been filled up. Maps hung on a full wall, their edges curled and scribbled all over with notes in tiny handwriting that was unreadable from a distance.

"This is... quite a collection," Leto remarked as he continued into the room, running a finger along one of the spines. "Have you read all of these?"

"A few of them." Felix leaned against the doorjamb. "Most of them belong to my grandfather. He died a little while ago, and I just haven’t gotten around to clearing out his room yet."

"I’m sorry to hear that," Leto remarked, pulling his hand away from the shelf. "What did he do? Study dungeons?"

"Something like that. Spent most of his life mapping them out and recording everything he saw. I barely understand half of what’s in some of these books." Felix glanced toward the shelf. "I’ve meant to get to the rest of them eventually. Just never found the time."

"That’s a shame. Information like this is hard to come by." Leto’s gaze shifted to a map that he was inspecting closely. "This one is old. It predates the current district layout."

"That one belongs to him as well. Drew it himself from memory."

Dune walked into the room, depositing both of Leto’s bags gently at the foot of the bed.

"Thank you." Leto turned to face her. "It wasn’t necessary to carry both of them."

"It’s what Felix told me to do." Dune said plainly, moving to walk back out of the room.

Leto watched her leave, and turned to look back at Felix. "She’s very strong, and quite quiet."

"She’s a lot of things." Felix said simply with a smile.

Leto allowed his eyes to move over the room again thoughtfully. "Your grandfather seems like a remarkable man."

"He was," Felix said, stepping away from the door frame. "This bed will be plenty comfortable for you. There’s a wash basin in that other room if you want it."

"That’s plenty. Thank you again. At this point, there’s not a whole lot I can do for you, but if there is anything medical your wife or you might need in the future, I’m happy to assist with it. Wounds, illness, anything like that."

"I’ll bear it in mind." Felix nodded. "Now go get some sleep. We’ll figure things out tomorrow."

"Yes. Good night, Felix."

"Night." Felix closed the door behind him, leaving Leto to himself with the books and the maps and the sound of the house coming alive around him.

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