King Theron felt an ominous feeling grip his chest as he turned around to face the old priest sitting on the stone chair. "There is someone else who wants to summon the Devil, Your Holiness? That 'she' you are talking about…"
"You are late, young man. She was faster than you," the old priest responded simply.
"Who? Who is she? Who was here before me?"
Though he was asking these questions, the young king already had an answer in his heart. He didn't know how it could be possible, but his intuition was screaming at him. Panic engulfed his mind.
The old priest shook his head. "I know not of her identity, only that she is a lady who is ready to sacrifice herself for the one she loves."
"Esther…she was here…"
As soon as his greatest fear was confirmed, realization hit him and he ran towards the exit.
"No, no, no, Esther… you can't—"
