The next few days were filled with sorrow and despair as we were mourning our mother's death. Our siblings cried on her grave and we kept our distance away.

"Do you think that this was planned by father?" I turned to Mark and whispered.

He responded back with "He didn't care of what would happen. I suppose that these guys are right after all. I think if our siblings from Zucrandar ever find us, we will have a terrible decision to make." He turned and walked towards the grave. Our older brother turned to us.

"HE... WILL... PAY!" he chanted through gritted teeth. "I will kill the Evil King. He started this with the death of our people. Now he will end it with his blood on his throne!" He turned to us. "This isn't your fault. How were you supposed to know of your father's plans." We just stared at him into his deep, brown eyes, filled with sorrow.

"It is our fault," I stated, "We came here to scout, but father knew that we would get captured. And he also knew that we would be brought to you and he didn't even care if we were hurt and only cared to deepen the hatred between the two countries." I glanced t Mark, who gave me a look of agreement. Peter turned to the grave. He then looked at all of us.

"I always knew that one day would take control of the kingdom, but I never thought that the day would be today." He stated. Abdallah turned to us and put his hand on our shoulders.

"This is the Evil King's fault," he said, "Not yours. Just put faith in us that we will end the war." He walked away.

Several weeks pass. When we were practicing with our swords with Peter when Laura burst in. "Bad news Peter! Scouts have spotted Zucrandian army marching towards the castle!"

"PREPARE FOR BATTLE!" Peter said angrily, "We will decimate them!" He turned towards us and says "You two will come as well, we will end this as a family." He walked out the door. We followed after him.

As we approached the gates to the outside world, I started to shake. 'Great. I'm now nervous.' I thought. We approached the big gate, I get on my horse and we gallop to the town of Nixford, the battlefield.

We reach Nixford, just to meet an army the size of 200 wyverns wing-to-wing next to each other. But when I saw who was leading them, my jaw dropped. "They found us," I told Mark,who glanced and his eyes widened in shock.

"Yeah, you're right." He replied. He held out his arm in front of me. I understood what he meant. 'Stay back,' he was telling me. We stayed in the back as the fight continued on. We watched as Peter and our siblings take on the army with their army fighting as well.

As Peter was slicing his way towards the heart of the army, he spotted the leader. He was several hundred yards away when he said "General! Heed my words! I challenge you to a duel. My name is Peter! High Prince of Xclusia! I order you to stop your advance!"

"Why should I do that? I don't need to take orders from you! Thats because I'm Sam, Crown Princess of Zucrandar! And I accept your challenge!" And with that, our sister slashed at Peter with her axe.