Kostiei, king of the Underworld, hasn’t come looking for me yet, but I’ve gone looking for him. He laid claim to me at birth, and I want him to give up his rights to me.
He sits on a golden throne. His green eyes glitter like glass and his hands are like the claws of a crab. When he sees me, he starts yelling in a piercing voice that shakes the walls of his underground palace. I take no notice. I get down on my knees, and I advance towards the throne. When I have reached him, he breaks out into laughter, and lets me stay the night.