“Sire your sister has been found!!!” Flint screeched as he stumbled through the dark throne room.

“Where has the princess gone too captain?” The prince spoke slowly, his voice carrying throughout the hall in monotone. Prince Timothy lifted his gaze from the grimoire he was studying. Setting the pulsing volume aside he stood.

“She’s changed world’s my Princ-“Flint Started

“Where has she gone? The cloud lands? The Great Sea?” Timothy scowled at the leader of the guard.

“My sire,” Flint bowed at the Prince’s feet as he had done since they were no longer children.

“WHERE IS SHE!” Timothy’s pale skin pulsed with dark veins. The room grew cold as midwinter while the prince bellowed at the man before him.

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“She found a gate… to a new world Prince.” Flint raised his face to return his masters gaze. The face of the man that had once been his friend in foolish youth. A man that had changed much in recent years, turning from the charming child into a form of shadows and ice.

“Even more yet sire, she has bonded to the world’s heart.” Flint rose taking a step away from the prince’s fuming aura.

“So, she has chosen her path then.” The Prince’s shadows began to fade as he steeled himself.

“Tell me about this world Flint.” He barked at the captain.

“It’s untamed sire, not yet graced by sentience.” Flint eased as his friend calmed, Timothy was trying to remain with him at the least.

“Take your best men, capture her no matter the cost.” Timothy commanded.

Flint bowed again to the Prince and rushed to the door to gather the guard.

“Also, Flint… destroy the heart.” He heard from his liege across the throne room. Flint’s own heart skipped a beat at the thought, and he continued to go about heeding the prince’s orders.