"You look beautiful today, her royal majesty. I can see the King is making sure of that." Luther, the King commander, a man who looked like he was in his late forties commented as he ushered them into a large living room decorated with furniture of exquisite taste.Alexander had decided to pay his commander a visit at his home to discuss an important matter, one that he wouldn't want others to hear. Even though he couldn't see them but he could hear the war cry from far away and he needed to act fast. Medals and ranks awards spread on the shelf plus body parts of the enemies Luther has ever conquered since he has been made Chief commander, each in a jar of preservatives.She smiled at his words and felt Alex glance in her way before settling on the chairs offered to them. Luther sat across from them, his silver-gray hair shining under the morning sun that comes in through the window."What brought you to my place, my Lord?" Luther asked as he sat upright to get to the business of the

Hearing Selena call his name, Alex knew she was going to come into the room soon. He had been applying ointment to Cher's foot when he thought of fiddling with her feelings.He had been getting hints that she liked him but if she did, his feelings should come first above her interest. Whatever it is she feels towards him, he would use it to punish her. Until it was time to push his plan forward, he would play around with her feelings for a little while. At least she deserves every bit of punishment."Your highne..." Cher began to call, her face against his chest but Alex hushes her."Ssshhhh! Calm down. I've got you, okay?"He knew Cher was rightly confused but she grabbed him anyway and hugged him back, his hand moving up and down her back in a loving manner.From the corner of his eyes, he could see Selena walk in, her eyes holding back something that looked like pain. However, she did a good job to conceal it."Your attention is needed, Alex." His name sounded like she was holding

After asking Cher to wait for him outside Alex dressed up in a casual shirt and black pants with shoes. He called her in to brush his hair which she did without hesitation and with much delight. He knew his plan worked when he stepped out of that bath and looked at Selena from the corner of his eyes. She looked pained.He could tell how much she couldn't resist him while they were both savoring the moment. This means his plan is still in place. Looking beside the dresser as Cher kept brushing his hair, he ran his hand over a picture of his sister.'It's only a matter of time before you get the justice you deserve.' he thought."You must really love your sister," Cher commented and he smiled at her ignorance. He did more than just love Amelia. He cared for her. He wanted the best life for her."You're right." He answered."She didn't deserve to die that way."He felt a slight nudge in his stomach and a sense of bad memories washed through him as she said that. He wished she'd stop talk

Alex looked at the book before him and studied the possible formations that are simple and easy to assimilate. This is the second day and twelfth hour since he embarked on the journey to form a new formation that would serve as a backup plan. How could he be such a fool to have thought he should wave Selena's beautiful plan off? Maybe he was wrong to have thought her idea was too simple to go with. All the same, he shouldn't rely on her plan alone. As simple as it seemed, it felt like it would actually work. Moreover, he doesn't trust her that much to rely on just her plan. He has eaten just a little and only locked himself up in the drawing room. He checked the time and realized it was now midnight. He had skipped lunch and dinner. He had been cooped up in that room for hours to even notice the time was far spent. He heard someone knock on the door slightly. "Come in." He called, rubbing his hands against his eyes. "Hey." He heard a soft voice call and he never would have thought

Ethan took a balanced stance and made sure to have a careful aim, drew back the bow, and shot at the circular board that stood a few feet away from the room. The room was empty except for the dirt that scattered around the perimeters and rags that hung over the walls."I see you haven't lost your wit," Krepe called wryly from behind him."It's all in the arm, Uncle." Ethan dropped his weapons on a wooden chair that stood in the middle of the room. "Any plans yet?""Oh, yeah, I just have an idea." Krepe gathered the arrows and took his position in front of the board. "I just realized we might have to hasten things up and strike." He carried a black sophisticated bow, placed his arrow at a good position, and pulled his arm backward, his thumb held at the point where he targeted. The centre.There were other ways of passing the time, and the pub on the other side of the road was as interesting as the royal hall in the palace. Ethan hadn't fully seemed healed from the misfortune that befe