"Summon the Third Prince!" The Su'Datheram roared with a red face. He slammed his hands on the armrests of his throne and almost kicked his legs from rage.
He felt like he was being led by the nose, or someone was certainly lying to him. Why did the entire world feel like it was intently seeking his demise lately? What other surprises could there be in store for him after this?
It seemed like the times when he had known peace were long over, and he did not know if they would ever return again.
Derzev Hellfryne almost sneered at himself in ridicule. He felt very naive and helpless with everything that was happening around him, but he also understood that at this point, the proceedings of things were beyond his control.
A moment of carelessness was a kingdom's demise, and he had been very careless.
