Jax's POV The words leave King Cypher's mouth and the Moment the meaning rests on my chest like heavy metal, I look up at him. His eyes were dark with rage and wickedness... When I look at him, what I saw was a greedy man that I had served my heart to, a man that I had given a lot of things for, a man that I had relentlessly done his biddings and now when I am here in desperate need to help the only surviving family that I got, he's quick to tell me that I shouldn't do it.“The what would happen?." I asked him dropping my sword on the table that stood beside me. I was suddenly aware of everything, I was aware of every cell in my body. “What happens...." He said repeating my question as if he is asking someone else for answers. “Troy isn't here to advise you because he's dead, he's dead because you killed him... Now answer me if I do not go to fetch my sister what happens, who will.. someone has to. Don't think that I'd let my sister just die or perish in the hands of the

It's evening Late evening. King Cypher is furious. His vineyard and his royal barn and garden has been lit on fire, the water is red and it tastes gruesome but King Cypher's heart is still hardened.“What is he trying to prove?." King Cypher asked the moment he found out that Jax had lit his garden on fire.“We'll get another supply of water!." He said merrily when he heard that Jax had polluted the water supply.“What are a few grapes going to do to me?." He asks slightly frustrated when Jax had burnt down his vineyard. Then the orchard, he took a little to heart and asked that if Jax is found, he should be brought to the palace stressing the 'IF' meaning that Jax should not be searched for. Hes a stupid man, I had heard a messenger say while washing her hair with the water that Jax had polluted. It was King Cypher's order that the staff of the kingdom that had lesser jobs should use the contaminated water.“It's water after all, isn't it?." He asked.“Indeed, he's a stupid

Jax's POV My whole happiness seized the moment my eyes fell on their hands, the way they held on to each other. Diane smiled at me and her father called her to his throne. She looked shagged... Her hair was not like the usual, it was as if she hadn't had the time to brush it.They were together last night, I concluded. I take my sister's hands and I give a small bow.“Where are we going?." She asked me, then I realized that she had been gone the time they built the qauters so she wasn't familiar with it.“My quarter." I told her briefly.“Jax... I have something to tell you" she tells me. I stop walking and I turn to examine her.“Sorry... I haven't asked you... Are you alright?."“You've asked me if I'm alright like a million times and I told you I am. " She said rolling her eyes.“Okay. What is it you wanted to tell me." I asked her.“The people of Tar... They're not what we think they are. They're good people." She says and I pull her I to my quarter.“I know." I tell he

Hans POV I feel her hands caressing my shoulders, I touch her fingers and I know they belong to the princess. “Good morning." She says to me.“Good morning." I tell her sitting up. I run my hand through my hair and a knock on the door makes me alert. I wear my trousers fast and I go to see who it is, it's a soldier.“Good morning commander." He says to me.“Good morning." I tell him.“King Cypher asked that Princess Diane comes down to the throne room to hear some preceding." The soldiers say." Okay, I'll inform her." I say to the soldier and I walk back into the bedroom.“Your father wants you to go downstairs." I tell her and she covers her whole body with the blanket.“I'm not going any where." She whines. I laugh and shake my head turning to the LED disaply clock on my table. It's very late, I think to myself.“Diane, did you tell your father to give me another room separate from Sirius?." I ask her and she crawls out of the blanket.“Sure." She says matter of fa

The inn the pirate had taken me to didn't look anything like an inn, it looked like a strip club, that didn't seem to be from the past, present or future, it looked like it was from all of them. There were furs that served as rugs, table cloth and curtains and round tables where men stay on, there were dancing girls that were sexy but it all seemed surreal. From another dimension and time.“Spirits?." The pirate asked me.“Sure." I reply him and he called a waitress holding a tray of wooden cups. I took a sip of the spirit and it was more stronger than the ones on earth and it's flavour was more.. intense. You could feel the burn and the sweetness and you'd want more. “It's good i'nnit?." The pirate asked me.“Sure, it's good." I tell him “Master, care for a dance?." A girl with coffee brown hair that striked a difference with her golden eyes approached me, asking. “I don't want to dance." I say to her hoping that she'll scurry away. She didn't stop dancing, she ke