Chapter 51: A Terrible Liar

More than a century wasted away while Reign was deep in the ground. But then, what was the point of ever being escaped from his grave with the fate awaiting him? He was no different from a corpse, like his brother had said.

Magnus slumped down by his side. “Fragor,” he mumbled. “I’d love to tell you Fragor did this to me. Unfortunately, no. I did this to myself. I tried to poison him but I ended up poisoning myself! Isn’t that laughable?! I’m such a fool! Do you realize Fragor is a king now? Feared and loved by the entire kingdom? Of course not! You were underground, eating worms. He is still alive, although I weakened him. I am the one dying, but he is not! I’m so…”

His brother’s voice was getting weaker as blood boiled inside him–if he still had any blood at all.

‘What poison is that?’

“Nothing on earth could cure it, Reign. I…”

“Here you are, the wretched prince!” someone remarked in the dark. “You are dying! All is well!”

Magnus, a prince by their father’s design, had created