Melissa suddenly appeared in the grand throne room, standing before the man seated on the throne. She bowed her head respectfully and looked up at him with a sly smile spreading across her face. "My Lord," she said, "the task is complete. And it's clear that they completely fell for it."
"Very good, Melissa," the man smiled. "Now we just have to wait for the tree of death to sprout and once it does, I will get it for you to take to them." The man sniffled and smiled, "I can almost smell the war."
Melissa let out a deep sigh before speaking again. "There's one more thing, my Lord. I have some disturbing news about Argon. I've seen his body, and it appears he was beheaded. I'm afraid he's really gone."
The man rolled his eyes, "he failed to carry on his end of the deal. He told me he could get the war started and yet, I had to come up with a plan myself. He was no good for me when he was alive, so why should I care about his death?" he chuckled.
