One month and two weeks later, Laura reached onto her son's castle as he claimed the throne of the demons now and he still thought Noah is the warrior queen herself, but soon he would notice that he was making a big mistake trusting a stranger girl and a fake mother.
Marcus led a big black horse through the gates of the demon's castle; Laura was sitting on the horse's back observing the giant red bricks that made these vast walls and sharp spikes on the walls' edge were designed by the head of the enemies.
"your son is there?"
Seeing the castle in peace made her doubt if her son won or the other demon; the vision of her son's death made her heart pound fast in her chest although she was giving herself hope, he might be a winner like his father or Laura.
"I hope so, Marcus; I ready to do."
She replied in a soft and convincing voice, although Marcus could tell that his queen doesn't believe it at all.
