Chapter Twenty-Eight – The Queen lives.

He was confused on how to resolve this. 'Wait" he pulled his sister behind him as a young woman passed him. 'Han? Han, where are you?". Cold Prince thought she looked smaller than the black haired that tricked. Though her size fit the figure of the one who caged him. 'She's the youngest" His sister confirmed. 'Let's kill her for a start" she added. Cold Prince shook his head. He needed to escape first. Know the fate of his army. And then return now he knew the topography of the forest. He would come unannounced to create his loud anger. He sneaked behind the trees, crawling behind every stone. Weirdly, his sister was keeping up without noise. 'Han! Margaret wants to arm wrestle with you?" The youngest walked closer to them, making them halt. His eyes turned gray involuntarily and he began whispering some words. His sister hit him making him come back to himself. 'What was that? You're whispering. She'd hear you" she frowned. He looked back at the youngest, 'Oh my, she is th