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golden reigns with a posture of a calculating, self-assured, proud man. His eyes were a deep blue; cold and icy; piercing through the destroyed walls of the Vhill

ing their best to save one's own lives. Flames everywhere - from the rooftops of the houses to the marketplace - and even

General Midas had deemed fragrant. He was the King's most loyal general,

killing the King and Queen when he and his knights found them at the foot of the grand sta

lishly as he watched the look of horror painted on the King and Queen's faces. A s

!" His deep burly voiced re

arer of such important relic, it would be the two royals, but Midas could not find it anywhere in them. Now, realizing that this could

asement of the greenhouse was the princess of Vhillana, Princess Lianne. She was still at the age of eleven, innocent in the perils of life, but she knew fully well that her parents, the King and the Queen, were in grave danger. She kn

nd the coveted stone, an heirloom of the royal family of Vhillana, and apparently, the very reason for Ki

ing regally like a crown prince would do. The crest of the Regaleria Kingdom was seen stitched on the left side of his princely black suit. Though he

the people in every war his father had conjured - seeing the screaming children, the blood oozing in each man's body and the disrespec

in a sofa in a viciously gold-adorned palanquin, with drapes of royal red cloth to cover him from the rays of the sun. He was b

father. He then said in half-hearted eagerness,

ously smirked

yielding their heirloom to me, this wouldn't have happened." He held in one hand a nut

ued, "tour the palace t

city. He did not miss the dead bodies of the villagers as he ran across

the palace was almost comparable to King Garlow's palace mansion in Regaleria. However, if it weren't for the dead bo

one room, curious of its splendor, but what certainly got his attention

that it wasn't involved in the chaos of the battle. He decided to inspect it further, but not lo

til it all pointed into one location. The basement. The cry was somehow mu

se a delicate sobbing girl of young age sitting at the edge of the basement fl

tunned to find that it was a young boy. She couldn't keep her tears from falling thoug

st-war zone, but just one look at her wet eyes and streaming tears, his heart pained instantly and left his focus in disarray. His defenses invisibly crumbled as he saw the w

random child of a servant, but what caught his attention was the necklace around her neck. The necklace looked weighty on her slim ne

, " the little girl s

brown-green eyes. For a second, he was in

n, without warning, General Mida

's presence on such a place. He was waiting for the boy's reply when his eyes f

urprised, but he only continued on to watch as the general entered

it in line with her head, scrut

ecklace, but when she felt a forceful tug on her nape, she realized

The stone!" His heart leaped, overjoyed u

arded position with her arms. She acted like she could protect the neckla

ing effort. The girl's tears streamed down her fa

specting her features slowly. The girl only did cry in silence as she received his unwarranted attention.

ned to face the prince. "Your father would be very much pleased that you have f

errified when General Midas pulled her out of the basement and dragged her

ng at him with disappointed eyes. His body felt frozen and for t

ith his stallion's regiment flag, then placed her up on the

of sight. If he had done something...something at all, it would have been

the princess still alive and spar

ery much pleased indeed especially now that he has the relic in his possession. All of his people and his soldier

e when he saw the princess. He had never expected she would be the princess the so

ks and the tears that streamed down her face.

exited his chamber with the sole intention of visiting,

to her chest in that part of the cell that was somehow lit by a single ray of moonlight. How cruel for the King to actually lock her in such

ld do was to cover up her ears ho

princess, but she didn't even thought of sitting there. It was the only companion she had. No warm arms for her t

tsteps were heard coming towards her cell. She didn't care to look who it was, expecting it was

ly recognized him, owing to their recent contact this early morning, but there was no positive identification she could gather up, save the only thing she kne

s.

ding before h

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her blood boile