"What brings you to my little home your highness?" The old man said.

"We were on a mission, of course sent by the king. We stopped by to rest since it's late. Would you accommodate us for this night?"I answered him.

The old man smiled, his wrinkled face shone in the darkness of the room. How demons love darkness. Though, I could see a lantern burn at the far end of the room."I'll be honored to have you in my home."

"Roy, prepare them a room." He instructed his youngest son. I noticed they didn't have a mother or maybe she doesn't live with them. The house just looked small,...