Nyx was on her knees, sobbing loudly. Gladys, and Yvonne knelt besides her trying to console her.
"My lady..."
"If anything happens to him, then I will be finished. I do not want to lose him," she croaked.
"Please stop crying. Let us just hope the king survives, if he does, then everything will be further decided."
Nyx stopped crying, "If Oberon survives," she blinked her eyes, "Yes, I still have a chance," she nodded frantically, "Oberon will be of help."
"So calm down, there is nothing to worth about," Gladys patted her back.
"Where was he taken to?"
"The crimson's den," Yvonne replied.
Nyx was weakened, "What? There! That is where.."
"He will be able to survive hopefully," Yvonne spoke up.
Gladys pulled her into a hug, "Please, calm down. He will be fine."
