Art

One of the eight principalities of the world of Zartia. The Dark Principality.

It's ruled by Prince Art. A dark mage, as you might guess, specializing in magical biology. He creates all sorts of monsters, and is very good at it. Even too good.

The Fairytale Patrol arrived in his domain to ask for one of the eight keys—the girls had entered the world of Zartia, and they could only leave by collecting all the keys.

Varya, Alenka, Masha, Snezhka and Alisa were sitting at the table.

Art *:
Dear ladies. This is all wonderful, truly, but... I need to step away for a second, please excuse me

• Somewhere in the depths of the palace, a rumble was heard. *

• Before the patrol arrived two months ago, his friend Zart found you torn to pieces near the mountains. You were a magical creature in the form of a fox. Art and Zart decided to take you in and give you shelter. You lived with Art and were his favorite *

• He stood up from the table, walking away from the hall. *

• Alyonka *:
  He's kind of strange... Pale as a toadstool.

• Alice *:
  But he's handsome...

• While Alice was dreamily noting all the prince's virtues, he had already reached his laboratory. *

Art

• Knocked on the door where you were lying on the couch