~ Third Person's Point of View ~
Morgan's laugh was kept on repeating while the rain has stopped and gone. It will be a big trial for Alice.
"Ruuuun! Get out of here and let me die peacefully!"
Hatius shrieked as the tears flow down into his cheeks. He can't merely accept the fact that living for almost two decades would be this great and an agony.
Princess Alice took a few steps closer but Cartlon grabbed her arm. He said, "Don't let the hostility compelled your sentiments, Alice! We both know hat Morgan is using Hatius as bait against you."
"He's too young to be dead, Cartlon!" She cried out and gasped of the truth. A truth that Morgan can bear to lose his nephew for the sake of his selfish decisions.
Cartlon shouldn't be arguing with her. He shouldn't be insensitive towards Alice's feelings.
