Laura is ready for the journey into Crown Lake, she had taken all that is needed and is ready to drive to the location.
While being accompanied by the bodyguard Jamal, she made her investigations as regards Crown Lake and realized that it now lies at the heart of the city in Canada.
in a place called Crystal Empire a business enterprise owned by Simon Yelti.
The wealthy black businessman also happens to be contesting for the mayor of Canada alongside Alexander, her cousin a renowned lawyer.
The Crown Lake has been redesigned into a mini pool, but still, no one steps close to where it is located as it is heavily guarded which makes suspicions rise and diverse rumors fly across all angles.
Very Little is known about Simon's upbringing and his parents.
He has a small family of two boys and a wife called Prisca whom he divorced two years back.
His sons however do not also stay with him as they both travel the world with the eldest Zerifin being into basketball sports while the younger Vondae is into music and entertainment industry and they both seem to be picking up well.
A few years ago Simon's wife died under mysterious circumstances and the media made mostly referred to it as a real accident as she was found dead in the car
Mangled beyond repair but no other car was seen in sight.
So many people pointed accusing fingers at Simon more so as it was not long after they had both officially divorced that the tragedy struck.
But with no proof to make him a suspect, the case died a slow death and everyone moved on forth with their lives in the big city.
Alexander is seen driving through the city at a slow pace.
It's the sunshine season, and he decides to enjoy the warmth as he listens to his favorite music and sings along excitedly word for word 'I am never gonna let you go girl, this is the story of us'.
He keeps on singing with reckless abandon, his phone rings, and his right-hand man Huncho displays his high-grade latest model.
He ignores it knowing he is only trying to watch out for him.
Despite being married to a quiet noblewoman, Alexander lives an extremely philandering lifestyle.
Today, he is off to one of his escapades with a nubile model called Frion.
He allows his window to roll down while the air blows through his blonde hair, he was not yet ready to face the reality of his father's death hence he distracts himself instead.
He reminisces on Frion and her coquettish ways and smiled to himself.
He could already see her dazzling smile which is made even more alluring by her delectable gap teeth.
The smile he always looked forward to, but then while driving his black Benz slowly and feeling blithe about the troubles of this world, he notices a bike man and another white car tailing him.
At first, he didn't think much of it and he decides to take different turns twice during which both the car and the bikes follow closely.
This was when he knew he was in harm's way.
Alexander increased his speed and once tailing him followed suit, one would almost think he was trying to win a car race.
At this point, he could feel the tires screeching, he also realized he was quivering behind the steering wheels, trembling despite himself as he drove like his life depended on it.
After some moments of back and forth, it was in this process that he crashed his car and all went black afterward.
Orion is always at the gates of the time these days, he seems more obsessed with it by the day as he has become conscious of what is to come.
How danger is looming ahead of the mortal world.
He had tried to meet the high lord of the spirits of whispers severally of late to enable him to interfere in the affairs of the mortal world but the answer is usually the same.
In the realm of the universe, the law is the law.
it changes for no one, not even the persistent Orion.
He keeps watching over Laura closely, as he decides to guide her from afar so she knows who she is, her identity, and her duty in what is to come.
Laura decides to make some research on Simon Yelti, she is already aware that he is also a contender for the post that her cousin Alexander is going for.
She is yet to see any real incriminating information as regards him.
Aside from the mysterious death of his wife not long after the divorce which could not be traced to him in any way.
Meanwhile, Orion on the other hand is busy following the Halanda story as he travels through the moments several times and seasons.
He is determined to get all the details as well as unravel the secrets therein.
Halanda kept a close watch on the beautiful princess Zaruci for a while before taking any steps.
She wanted to understand the things she likes and also the things she is obsessed with.
This was not an easy feat because even though Zaruci is very free-spirited; she is not an open book like many, she had an air of mystery to her.
Halanda realized the best way to be close to her is to be her warrior and guardian.
She stayed weeks training, even paid the best of the best to be taught in the arts of warfare and combat.
The training was made easier with a body like Gilk's, she soon found her feet and became a master of the craft after three months.
She endured the intense torture of the dwarf-like creatures and the collector who is always watching now and following her wherever she goes.
She also had to endure horrors that came with the soul of Gilk stalking her continuously.
As the body she used became weaker, her strong will was stronger and she applied the use of sorcery to restore it to its original strength.
Her opportunity came when Zaruci lost her warrior Yulah in a battle between her people and the Hitmen of Rar.
A rebellious group of exiled criminals ruled by an exiled Prince Katoroth, a man who killed his father and when caught ran out of the city to avoid being killed by the law of the land of the Tondos.
His elder brother is King Onorra, and the battle had been on for years.
There is a rumor that Katoroth had sold his will to the dark powers of sorcery and he had become immensely powerful by its spells.
However, Onorra vowed to get justice for his father and not to rest till he sees the head of his younger brother Katoroth.
After the death of Yulah in another never-ending battle between the Tondos and the Hitmen of Rar.
Zaruci wanted a new warrior, and according to the customs of the land.
There is usually a duel and combat in which the emerging winner becomes the warrior.
Halanda was confident that she would win as she had sorcery by her side, an advantage other intending warriors do not possess.
She applied for the dwell on the day which would be done on the day Yulah is to be buried.
The dwell was a form of honor ceremony for every fallen gallant warrior and it's called the Eyes of Steel.
Men of nobility, strength, and honor had all begun to prepare for the big day, chivalrous warriors of valor who were not scared of the sight of blood, death, and gore.
The said day began soon enough with the plunge and cut as men fell and gave in to defeat.
Losers were slashed, ripped, and divided into half, and some others had their heads taken from them by their conquerors.
It was an explicitly gruesome scene, according to the law of the Eyes of Steel, whoever loses is rewarded with death.
Killed by the winner, while the last one standing becomes the winner and is given the honor to be the Princess's warrior and her head of guards.
Halanda looked at the number of men willing to die to have the honor of being chosen as the Princess's warrior and head of guards.
One of whose name was Jador.
The amusing aspect of this man was that he was not exactly tall nor was huge. But he caught everyone's attention with his debonair personality and he was very handsome.
He could easily pose for a model with his golden hair, his eyes were as blue as the sea, and his spiny eyebrows with his stare carried a passion.
His dress was deluxe of a royal kind and he had a deep voice when he spoke sounded respectful and authoritative at the same time and moved with confident strides.
Halanda at first was hoodwinked by this striking specimen of a man and she had to call herself to order so as not to fall under his charms as he stepped confidently toward the battleground.