Come home Natasha

Had he really forgotten his daughter all along?! the fact he didn't have powers didn't bug him...but his Natasha.....this was his late wife's last request...one he'd refused of her...to save and find the young princess..

If he could remember clearly...it was prince luscious who had kidnapped her...he turned to look at the prince who was seated anticipating his response

"where is my daughter luscious?" came that cold question...a question that asked more than just what was voiced out....a question that said I'd kill you if I don't find her

'really?!' luscious felt a strong urge to pinch the muscle between his brows but he didn't...he didn't want this lunatic lord to flair up again...he'd thought the Lord's major plight would be his powerlessness...he didn't see this one coming...he'd hoped the lord would seek his advice ones again so he can swell up in pride and act as the sole ruler here but no! this mad lord was on it again.... exuding more than the power he possessed ... the aura was so cold and dangerous that luscious was urged to be on alert.... although he knew the lord didn't have powers ...but the lord was the myth afterall....who knew if there were secrets to his powers as there was to the slaves and Mariposa...

oh god! 'why did he just ask me that? I'm not with his daughter...god damnit' he cursed ...why was he looking at me like he's going to kill me... upon seeing the death signs and hearing the death alarm...he subconsciously took three steps backwards

luscious". . . "

"where is Natasha?" came the lord's maniac tone again...cool yet alarming...that luscious had to lift his guard to level two..

why was he asking this? had he lost his memory? wasn't this why I came to Mariposa to seek his advice on how to get the princess back? even if then I had an evil agenda because of lord Allen's riddle...if that's what I can call it...he inwardly shrugged...my mind is all made up now to find my beloved wife and treat her with all the love I can bestow ...

"it was you...if you hadn't conjured that ancient flight....that Bianca wouldn't have been able to kidnap her"Philip cursed .. reaching the prince who had fallen into a daze upon hearing that statement.... Philip's hands gripped his collar and he pushed the prince to the wall aggressively... causing him to winch... only he didn't fall out of the daze...his mouth was hung open as he tried to process what it was this lord just spilled.... Natasha had been kidnapped by her grandmother?! oh no! that was a major problem....if indeed the old tales were true about this cast away queen...then Natasha is in grave danger...that grandmother of hers would look for every way to take her powers ...kill Natasha and become thrice as powerful....oh no! he didn't fear for only Natasha's life ..that meant they didn't stand a chance to win this battle...first against that Bianca...let alone lord Allen...

"my little princess has been gone for weeks now and it's all your fault you peasant...you drove her into the unfriendly desert....and now you pushed her into that slaughterer's grasp ..."Philip said gritting his teeth...his vein was popping out again and beads of blood were dancing on his forehead

"I'm sorry my lord ...but I'm not the enemy here anymore"luscious managed to say when he found his voice... emphasizing on the word ' anymore' ofcause the lord should know that...

Philip slapped the wall with both his hands at luscious' nine and three o'clock... luscious was in shock surprise....he didn't know how to make this lord calm down...he was out of tactics... to make it worse ..this lord was mad at him this time around...was he supposed to be begging? what should he do?... oh thank god! he sighed...the lord rested his head on the blade of his shoulder... letting loose of all the rage burning in his eyes...but luscious didn't relax completely....this lunatic lord was a ticking time bomb.... he had lots of crazy things going on in his head

"we have to get Natasha to come back home..." Philip said...he turned and headed back to his throne... luscious sighed... looking to the rusty rugged metal floor ...he thought

'if she is still alive' this was something very painful ...and with just that....he could already picture himself in his grave.