Chapter 66

In the opulent palace, a cloud of tension hung heavy in the air, and the atmosphere was charged with fear as the tyrannical king, seated on his throne, continued his ruthless spree of executing anyone who dared to speak against him.

Desperation reached its peak when Devlin, the late king's trusted advisors,brother and the king on seat, felt compelled to take action. His voice cut through the eerie silence like a thunderclap as he shouted for his guards, who were stationed outside his chamber, to come to his aid.

With a sense of urgency that mirrored a swarm of bees fleeing from danger, the guards rushed inside, bowing in unison as they knelt before their sovereign, ready to carry out his orders.

Devlin's brow furrowed as he addressed them, a powerful reminder of the task he had assigned to them and which remained unfulfilled. "Where are the humans I requested you to bring?" He asked, his voice dripping with impatience.

One of the guards, their fear palpable, stepped forward and stamme