Morning came. Frode rose up earlier than Erland that day. But as he woke up, he saw an ogre like creature's eyes staring at him.
With a gasp, Frode's eyes widened whilst his friend was still sound asleep in his bed.
"*sigh* When will the guards wake me up?..." Elatha made a move of chess with a frown. The realm was a mess by that time and so were the two princes.
"Hope its anytime soon." said Erland and made a dumb move, letting Elatha instantly take one of his pieces and leave him in checkmate.
"Come on...Take it seriously."
"I can't. This is too boring. It's been hours since we've been trapped here..." Erland pouted his lips with sheer annoyance.
"Gah..." And Elatha was just as annoyed.
Suddenly, Erland felt an extreme pain on his chest which made him grab his chest, clenching his teeth, groaning. "Agh..."
"Is anything wrong?" Elatha asked.
