Warm light landed on Siegfried pale but dreamy face as it woke him up from his dream filled imagination. Siegfried loved to sleep. It was the only place we're his imagination couldn't be interrupted over a long period of time.

A moment later the door open up so quietly he could barely hear it. I looked up to see Luna closing the door and when over to the curtains to put they back.

Siegfried wince at the light as the small beam wasn't as nice anymore.

"Prince Siegfried." Luna said while bowing, "I didn't think you were up yet."

Siegfried propped himself up on his arm. He rubbed the sleep out his eyes with his other hand, "Only just a moment before you came in."

"Oh. I see."

Siegfried watched as she look around the room with a hungry gaze. Waiting for something or someone to come in or happen.

"Is something wrong, Luna?"

Luna blinked before looking back at him with her beautiful violet eyes, "What? Oh, It's nothing. But your sister is waiting outside to speak with you, your highness."

Siegfried groaned on the inside. He hated his sister. With a passion so well enough if she was to burn in hell he would smile with joy.

"Let her in."

Luna bowed before exiting out of the room. Siegfried quickly go up and dressed himself in a plain white dress shirt and black dress pants. He knew he didn't have to go to an meeting, but it was a force of habit when he dressing up in suit styled clothing.

Siegfried when to open the door to find with his eye the most hated person he could ever hate, (Second to his father) his sister, Bell.

"Hi Siegfried." She said in a cold tone matter in which could break a ice block in half.

"Hello Bell." Siegfried replied with the same tone, only more heartless

"Aren't you going to let me in?"

"Why, maybe I shouldn't."

Bell glared at him with her stormy sea green eyes. It was as if she was trying to kill him with a stare. A stare of death.

"Siegfried, please let me in."

"Mph. Fine."

He opened the door, then slammed it in her face once she took a step forward. A gasp could be heard on the other side of the door as Siegfried laughed.

"SIEGFRIED THAT WASN'T FUNNY! THAT COULD HAVE HURT MY FACE!"

"Good! Then maybe pigs will mistake you for their mother after all!"

A low growl came from her mouth as she spoke, "I just wanted to talk to you about the meeting yesterday. You damn prince!"

Siegfried shrugged, "That's all you got? I thought you had more than, dear sister."

"Do not call me sister. I hate being even shared half-blood with you! Your mean and treat me like dirt! I just can't stand you!"

"Funny. Same thing I think about you."

"JUST MEET ME IN THE MEETING ROOM! THAT WAS ONLY WHAT I WANTED TO SAY!"

Bell banged on the door before leaving. Siegfried sighed in relief. The devil number two was gone. He walked over to the nice polished desk and sat down in the chair.

He pulled out a nicely leather brown notebook with a fancy S on the front.
Siegfried took out a pencil and stated writing down in it. All the words of his dream in a tiny book.
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"I want an answer!"

Robin yelled at King Marx sitting across from him on the other side of the table.

"What answer?"

"My food was poisoned! My best chief died because of it! I know you're guilty behind all of this Marx!"

"Why, I never did that." Marx looked up at him with his green forest gray eyes as they hold a look of boredom. "If I would have done that I would have made it a quicker death."

"So your saying you did it?!"

"Now I didn't say that Robin. Besides, how do you not know it was one of your people?"

Robin stiffened, "Explain yourself, swiftly"

Marx grinned as he rose up from his chair. Walking over to the window where all of Dakmight could be seen.

The Plaza filled with happy people and children as they shopped, danced, and sang songs around city. No one had anything to worry about. It was a safe place for them.

"Ever since your announcement of a new heir was told. Your people have been on edge. They don't want a new heir. The people are unhappy deep down under their smiling faces. When the new heir comes, no one will like him or her. Everyone has hope in the lost princess, hoping she will come back one day. For you to announce something big like this will kill people's hopes on you and your wife, Amber's hope of your daughter."

"What did you say?!" Rage filled inside him as he walked up to Marx in a fast pace.

Marx simply smirked at him as he stopped him with the touch of his fingertips on the Emperor's chest.

"You heard me. People are angry at the both of you. Some want you dead. So really, you can't blame me when your own citizens are going against you."

"They just don't understand!"

"Oh I know they don't. I know how it feels."

Robin's mind when to Marx's son, Siegfried. How the poor boy was so skinny when well fed.

"I don't believe your son is a mistake."

Annoyances faced in Marx's face, "Yes he is. He isn't what some will call him king."

"Well, I believe one day he will be a greater king then you."

"Your highness." Marx said while grabbing his blood red wine. He drank it down as the anger in his face faded, "Please don't compare my son to me once you have talked or met with him."

Robin glare at him. He still couldn't believe that boy was this man as the devil in disguise father, "As you wish."

"Well I must be off. I bid you a good day."

Marx calmingly said while exiting the room himself.
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Pacing down the hall way like fire, Marx when into his own royal guest room. Dark blue walls will pictures of the high sea while black furniture set off the gloomy mood.

Marx when over too his oak styled desk. Opening up a book filled with spells.

"Awaken, Jakacne!"

The room shook a bit from Marx's own powers. Red energy swelled from the book as it landed on the ground beside him.

The red energy took the form of a man. His cloak covering half his face as he was dressed head to toe in black clothing expect for the shining sliver of weapons at his side.

"Did you find anything worth telling?"

"No, your highness. Only about a knife coming from nowhere as it stabbed at my side."

His blood covered hand seem to tell the truth as Marx eyes filled with shock.

"Do you know who did it?"

"No, your highness. I was looking into the window by the garden when it happened."

"Interesting... you are dismissed my assassin."

Marx flicked his finger as his assassin disappeared and when into the book. Marx stared down at the spell book. Thinking if this person was on his side, or not. Whatever the reason he had to stop them before they get to Emperor Robin first. Because his blood will be the last thing Marx would ever enjoy seeing.