Third Person Narrative
Xander was sitting on his throne sipping on some red expensive wine. He was a mafia leader from the faerie world. Then suddenly the door flew open, and two men dressed in black suits walked in.
"Lord Xander," they greeted in unison with a bow.
"What is the meaning of this?" Xander asked, a hint of anger was evident in his voice.
"Lord Xander, there was a problem in the human world, and it led to the disappearance of a package." The one with dark brown hair explained, still bowing.
"What!" Xander shouted in anger, and it shook the walls. Even the cup he was holding crumbled under his hold, he was radiating a deadly force of anger.
"Lord-"
"Silence! How did this happen!" Xander asked in a deadly low tone, while he flew over towards the trembling man.
