When the morning came, which was the day of the trial, Prince Zaeius woke up by the sound of drum rolls soaring inside his ears. As he rose up with curiosity, he suddenly felt empty like he was missing something. Although, he couldn't remember what is it.        He quickly fixed himself and followed the source of the bothering noise, hoping that an idea would come to him so that he could remember that missing part of his memory. His feet brought him in front of a massive gate where Mon was executed. His heartbeat quickly raced, pounding inside his rib cage wildly, sensing that something bad might happen, especially that he heard tortured screams and gasps of astonished and scared crowds as though they're watching something unbearable and gruesome.       He dashed through the gate past the soldiers who were guarding steadily on their feet along each side of the entrance. When he finally entered t

         The next morning, Prince Zaeius woke up without carrying any weight in his heart and mind. It was the first time he woke up like this–with a light mood. He and the king had just reconciled with each other. His friends were already in his care and Keir had just returned safe and sound, well, not really that sound.        The first thing that Prince Zaeius thought after fixing himself was the queen. It has been a long time since he had last seen her. It's true that he arrived last week but he never had the time to pay a visit to her as he didn't want the queen to worry about him. He thought that maybe he should present himself in front of her without any scratches on him or the queen will worry too much.         When he arrived at the queen's chamber, the maidservants bowed before his presence and opened the door for him. He quickly rushed insid

               The night was silent and freezing cold but it somehow gave off an eerie feeling. A dark shadow lingered in the dim lighted walls while the unaware Méah was asleep peacefully. It was like looking for something inside the spacious, old mansion. Like a gentle wind it moves, passing through the walls, it carefully take a look from each room. Until it arrived into Méah's room.               The dark shadow which turned out to be a cloaked creature was now standing in front of Méah. As it swiped its finger, the whole mansion vanished in the silence of the night after all the lights were concealed by a dark force in a form of black smoke.              The dark shadow then simply took a sharp, slender dagger in its pocket and raised it above Méah's chest. W

            The next morning, Keir and Prince set out according to what they had planned last night. They found out that even if they have the Book of Ancient Medicines, it's still useless because there were two pages missing. They have no choice but to look for that person who made the poison to ask for an antidote.            "Do you remember where the smoke came from?" Prince Zaeius started interrogating Faz. This was a part of their plan. They would've done this last night but it would be inappropriate for Faz to talk with his remaining strength.          Faz coughed a little and when he opened his mouth, dark blood came out first instead of his voice.          "Faz, don't force yourself to speak if you can't. We'll just wait when you feel better." Keir caressed Faz's back to make him fee

           Keir and Prince Zaeius were perplexed. Again, sharing meaningful looks.         Keir shook his head and whispered to the prince. "She's really hopeless. We didn't get to ask her what's the name of her hometown nor where on earth it lies."          Méah walked back to Bek again with curious eyes. This time, she's maintaining a distance.          "Look. Let's just wait and see," Prince Zaeius whispered back.           "Okay."           "No...it can't be..." Méah shook her head, refusing to believe what she had confirmed. Maybe she just missed her father so much that she could see him in other people. But she can't blame herself for this old man really looks like her father from