Hasher brought the real prince back to the base. The council didn't found him, it would be a disaster if they have. He was in coma but Hasher prefered him this way.
"This is unbelievable!"
Liz angrily scrutinized herself.
"This was my fault. I was careless."
Hasher plave a hand on her shoulder.
"Not your fault. It's his fate. If you haven't take him away from Novalia he had been dead."
She shook her head.
"No but I could have prevented him from becoming this."
She felt responsible for him.
"Honey. He's not our responsibility."
She stared at him frowning.
"How could you say that, he's your great uncle."
Hashim laughed at her comment. What she said is true though.
"Yep! But other great uncles might have murdered him already. He should be thankful."
"You're unbelievable!"
She took his hands off of her. She paced back and fort making deal out of Hashim.
