Timothy's PoV It took me two days and half upon traveling toward the kingdom of Iasariel, I barely moved my knees upon arriving at the mountains. I felt the thirst on the tip of my tongue and I must say my journey was depleting my strength. "What a stunning view," I mumbled as I was catching my breath. It fascinates me every time I went here and the gatekeepers do not even recognize me as their rival. Ever since I was a kid, I often pay a visit to Iasariel whenever I am drowsy or awaiting further challenges and explorations. My mother the Queen won't permit me to do something that would harm me, she often pursues me to explore music. I eventually understood how to play musical instruments and I would play whenever my brother, Gohan feels upset or distressed. Yet as I mature, I discover the passion within me to comprehend archery. And it pushes me to go beyond my limitation as a Prince, therefore, figured out that I love adventures. I always ai

The King watches the broad field as the hedges of blossom wither. None could ever interpret his utterance, for his heart brings out success and silence upon knowing that his youngest son, Prince Timothy Ambers went his way toward the kingdom of Iasariel. It gives him security that his other son isn't there to do the betrayal, it would make him worry less about his death. "Father, what shall we do? My brother must have been lost out there," Prince Gohan spoke with an anxious countenance. He believes that his little brother is too weak to handle himself. He anyhow knows Timothy as someone who is quite soft and gentle, a very opposite personality of him. "The messenger has spoke to me last night, Timothy is inside the castle. We could not attain to lose his life," the King asserted and comforted his eldest son. The other troops were inside the hall and as they gazed outside the terrace, they could not help but sigh in bitterness. "What else must we do

Terra's PoVI was staring at my reflection of the mirror, while my fingers are brushing my hair strand. Once more, I saw the short length of my hair and I frowned. It didn't grow much, and it appears as it didn't grow at all. I tucked my earrings which are made of gold, and I let go of a sigh, the day of my doom has now come upon me and it feels like I am trapped again in a cage. I once believed that after coming home, all the burdens behind my shoulder shall vanish, yet I was wrong. The curse in our land hasn't ceased, Constance the witch already told us what must take place in order to attain the desired peace in our lives. It is to offer my life to death, and steal death's heart, provoking it to beat once again."Terra?" I hastily let go of my hair and let it fall down on my shoulders, my platinum hair shines as the sun rays enter the window. I gazed at the doorway when I heard the voice of my Father.He walks in, and upon seeing me, he smiles. "You look so lovely in that white dr