“My goodness, what do you mean by the princes are no where to be found.” The Queen exclaims as she hurries up from the side of her bed, where three maids are tending to her toe nails. She quickly picks up her red and golden, royal cloak; wears it quickly and hurries out of her chamber while her harem of maids follow her. She soon arrives at the second floor and heads straight to the chambers of the princes.

“ Damon!” She calls out without having to knock.

“ My goodness. They just may have been sleeping.” Says the maid after picking movements in the boys room.

“ Damon!” The...