The moment Mythos' body crashed to the floor, the force that had kept me prisoner within his castle walls loosened while another filled every crevice of my body, the foreign magic overwhelming me for the briefest of flashes. Who would have known that the annoying prince was the rightful king of Eldoria and that he possessed magic so strong it could imprison anyone within his castle, and that that power now belonged to me?
It wasn't until he had blocked off mine and Zastan's exit from the castle, that I realized it. Apparently not even me posing as a baker's daughter had been able to fool him either.
"Protect his majesty," my command rang out in my mind link to those of Eldoria who now answered to me. Those who had remained untainted with Darla's magic and influence. I scanned the large
