The cave lord was shocked by the figure he saw sitting down on the throne which he planned on attaining. He crept towards the figure to see who it was clearly. "I see you have finally come to see me, haven't you? The Death lord spoke with a deep yet calm voice. The Cave lord wondered who that person might be. "And who are you to sit on a throne I plan on attaining?" The Cave lord asked, the Death lord chuckled. "I should be asking who you are instead? Shouldn't I?" The Death lord asked, making no attempt to get up from his throne. "Then I shall tell you who I am little man," The cave lord said. In a nanosecond, the pocket knife of the Death lord was throne at the Cave lord stabbing him on his chest. "Shit!" The Cave lord groaned.

Francis fist unclenched once he heard his name from the most beautiful person he had ever seen in this life. His heart began to beat as he turned around to see her. Tears streaming down her face and her heart ached when she saw him alive and well. He deceived her and that hurt her but she was happy he was alive and healthy. As much as Francis would love to talk, he knew now wasn't the time as a fight was going on in the royal mansion and she could have been easily killed if stumbled upon. He wondered how she was able to leave the room he had asked them to lock her in. "Francis!" Ella called his name again talking slow steps towards him. She felt her eyes must be deceiving her so she wanted to touch the body first before concluding.

Diana was brought forth to the presence of the king of Levine. She was forced to be on her knee when she declined showing her respect to the king. "Scumbag!" She spat out through gritted teeth as they forced her to knee. The guards hands were placed on her shoulder making sure she didn't get back on her knees. "What nonsense is this!" She exclaimed with anger, looking into the eye balls of the king. "You are quite rebellious for someone who wants to be a part of my kingdom. How am I to take in someone like you who have no respect for me?" The king asked with a raised brow. He clicked his finger, "Respect isn't the main problem here, the main problem is you do not fear me and as the king of Levine both fear and respect is needed of my subject."

Francis placed his palm on his forehead as he heaved a sigh. Ella always found a way to make him weak; now she was threatening to kill herself, something she knew he himself couldn't do to her."Just why do you want to badly stay close to me?" He asked her, then he turned his back in her. He didn't want to see her face while speaking to her or he might do something crazy.Ella frowned, she walked up to him, standing to face him once more. Francis hissed, "Ella, don't test my patience," he mumbled."I will." She retorted. "You told me you loved me, now you are distant and cold, I do not like it. I promise to change already, you do not need to stay away from me unless..." She trailed off. She didn't have enough courage to say what was on her mind due to fear."Unless you fell out of love for me." She whispered with fear that what she was thinking might be true.Francis didn't fall out of lov

The crowd gathered for the judgement of the Cave lord. Many were eager to see the face of the man who had planned to overthrow the Death lord. The people of Narlands were back to their bubbly self. When the news that  the Cave lord judgement would be given at noon, the people hurried to see the man as they planned to stone him to death. They all waited for the Death lord while they chatted amongst one another. The sound of the drum got their attention as they all kept quiet, waiting for the Death lord arrival. The Death lord made his appearance and the crowd rumbled in joy as they hailed him. They were overjoyed to see him after a long time. They all screamed and ladies wept in joy seeing his handsome face. It felt like forever, it was as if some