A group of men on horses were approaching a huge camp of soldiers set up on barren land close to a hills-hide. Leading the group of men were two men, clad in the kingdom's soldier outfits. They looked pale, their journey had taken half a day and both men were exhausted. As the two approached, a man had spotted them from a distance and stood to take a good look. He squinted his eyes, glabeller lines showing on his hairy face. Behind him, a few soldiers stood neatly."Your Majesty has returned," the man said nonchalantly."General, Erick Vohn," Pete got off the horse, throwing back the reigns, "the message has been delivered as instructed.""Good, I have since stabilised things over here, but who is this fella?" Erick sneered as he glanced at Jake.

In an exquisite bedroom of the palace, a Princess was seated with a gloomy face. A day ago, her husband was forced to go on a dangerous mission to conquer political negotiations for the Kingdom of Andorra. Failure, would mean death to her beloved. So the Princess was worried sick. She hadn't heard anything since then, tears began to trickle down her rosy cheeks. 'Oh my Jake, how could you have been so foolish. How could you take on such a fatal task, now there's no word. Does this mean there was no survival?' While the Princess was meditating on the issue, she suddenly heard a faint sound of trumpets and some noise.  'Huh? What's that sound?' Dohana stood up, rushed over and put on her slippers before dashing out the door hurriedly.  Dohana saw other royal

The Prince shot up onto his feet, starring daggers into Jake.  "You!" The Prince was appalled, "it's you!" Everyone in the building was surprised at the Princes out burst. "What's going on, does the Prince know this man?" "Huh, what's happening?" The Prince calmed himself down and showed a smirk before gently sitting back down.  "So, it's you? Who would have thought?" Prince Dominic spoke and took a sip of his wine. "I've been wondering who would be so bold as to impersonate the Prince of Paris and even use my name to drive the Celts back behind the barrier." "What!" Everyone exclaimed.

Terrah stood there in disbelief. 'This dude wants me to break them out? Together with the princess? Isn't that self-destructive?"Don't ponder over it," Jake spit out some blood and stared coldly at Terrah. "You do as I say, or is the words of the Prince the words of a weakling?""Enough!" Prince Terrah roared, "I'll do as you said."Jake barely chuckled and glanced at Terrah, "I thought you'd really put up a fight."Terrah leaned back on the wall and sighed. "It's better you than him. I have a feeling that bastard really colluded with the Celts, and besides, my cousin likes you more, so…"Jake grinned and pointed his head towards the door, "get out."Boom!

In the darkness of the night, Jake could clearly see the shape of the Prince's face with the crescent moon on his background. The sound of a thud could be heard through Jake's ringing ears. He subconsciously glanced aside and saw another man who approached. Jake gathered all the ounce of strength he had left to get up and fight one more time. "Get him up!" Prince Terrah ordered. A man rushed over and aggressively lifted him up to his feet. The man stood aside when he got a head signal from the Prince. "Should I rough him up-" A hand gesture interrupted the man. "I thought you'd be long gone by now, Jake. But I knew you were smart enough to avoid the village." "Prince Terrah, don't go back on your word," Jake pleaded. "I'm not going to, it's obvious that you want to get us all in trouble so I came to help you out." The Prince smiled. The man beside the Prince was startled. "Servant, put him on the horse and send him towards the woods." Huh? The servant was puzzled. "My Prin