They marched forth as if there was something great to achieve at the end of the path. The road paved the way by cracking the midst of the forest. Those who would think it to be a short one, think again... The path was long enough to fill the heart of any traveller with the haze of demotivation. They were being conducted by the chief head of the kingdom named Chris. He was more fondly known as PRINCE Chris.

"Wait" said the prince as he felt a shadow following the army.

"Mark, keep an eye behind yourself.I feel like someone is coming behind us." said Chris.

"Yes sir", Mark replied in affirmative.

Quite often the prince was feeling the same as before.

The road was dull and dark. The dark statement which was being made by the road twisted the soul of the travellers towards fright and monotony. The path was illuminated till the torch of the soldiers were passing through it.

"Woah!"

The gateman of the palace shouted as he invoked god for help. He was a fearful person. Being unarmed, he got scared to see a bunch of armed horsemen under the midnight moonlight.

"Cool down, bruh !" said the handsome prince.

"Welcome to my palace, young lad!" said the queen of the palace looking into the revealing, dazzling, mesmerizing drunk eyes of the prince. His face was covered with a piece of cloth which he removed only to reveal his plump rosy lips.

After a tiresome journey through the wild path, not only the prince but also the other travellers were sleepy. That night, the queen had served those men with a fort as a shelter. They had less food for their dinner but that night they had dined together. Being too tired they went to sleep..