Dilemma

"yes great sorceress I will do anything you want"Tyran said unsure of the very words proceeding from him.

He would do anything he could,not anything she wanted.

He watched the sorceress walk over to the huge pot containing the boiling green liquid.

A small Vial appeared on her hand which she opened and emptied its contents into the pot while chanting in a language he didn't understand.

The pot shook vehemently as it's boiling contents spilled all over the room.

Tyran shielded himself in time with a magic barrier,blocking of series of splatters that came his way.

He watched Sheba through the transparent barrier as the liquid which spilled all over her dried up immediately,releasing greenish vapour with a loud hiss as it did.

The pot stopped shaking immediately Sheba stopped chanting.

She looked his way with a rather disturbing smile on her lips.

Tyran knew that what ever would proceed from them wouldn't be something good.

"The unclean realm holds the answers you seek"she muttered.

"The unclean realm?!"Tyran put down his barrier as he walked towards her.

"That is not a realm befitting for semonios to venture into,most go and never return,you know that too well".

"Your answered prayers lies in the Fangs of the Lord of the underworld and tears of the fairy of the mist,ruler of the spirit guard world.".

"How am I supposed to find a mythical creature?which only exist in myths,the spirit guards know nothing of her whereabouts and the lord of the underworld is not someone one can recieve anything from freely,he gives nothing at no cost_"

"Of cos..."Sheba paused with a wide grin"It does come at a cost..the tears of the mist fairy will be used to make an earring while the lord of the underworld's fangs,a sword...only the powers of these two beings combined is strong enough to seal the powers of your cursed son... you have no idea the kind of creature bore"Sheba said as she walked over to the table,sat on it before crossing her legs her brightened face unable to conceal her excitement.

Ever since he knew her Tyran had never seen her this excited about something before,how wouldn't she be,he had served her the very dish she had always wanted on a platter of gold,a way to prevent the prophecy from coming to pass.

"The cursed empress bore a cursed son and such curse would only awaken in her offspring,You will forge a sword from the Lord's fangs and I will enchant it's magic into the earring.A life giving sword and also a life taking sword shall it be...he must take this sword with him whereever he goes and the same would suck his life force away and magic energy feeding it to the lord of the underworld."

"What do you mean suck his life force away...that would be the same as killing him...".Tyran barked doing his best to control the anger that rushed through his whole body as much as he yearned to cut her throat on account of the words she had uttered,he knew better.

He was here to plead with the sorceress and shouldn't be yelling at her,not now,not today,not when he needed to save the most important thing to him.

Tyran lowered his head and exhaled as series of emotions intermingled with anger and sadness ran through him.

His only solution had put him in a dilemma,same as curing a poisoned person with poison.

The only way his son would live was by the same thing that could kill him.

"Isn't...isn't there another way?"

Sheba studied Tyran's appearance,his bowed face,fallen shoulders and sorried facial expressions only seemed to elate her even more.

"No...herein lies the only way to seal his powers...Take heed,the sword mustn't break".

"And if it does?"The emperor raised a brow prepared for the weight of the words she would utter.

"His full powers would be unleashed and the curse would consume him"

Tyran's eyes widened.

"...and he could die...".

Sheba nodded.

"If he dies the lord of the underworld gains an true immortal soul enabling him to break out of his prison".Sheba said.

"Are you insane?... that would be a disaster.Who knows what he would do if he breaks free_"

"Either way births destruction...but Hades's rule would be a better choice than extinction".Sheba cut in.

"You and I both know they mean the same thing...we all know what Hades always wanted".

"Now you see why the imperial prince shouldn't exist in the first place,he is the key to both our extinction and freeing Hades...your selfishness gave him what he always wanted...If only sorcerers could interfere!...I wouldn't waste a second before snapping his little neck!".

"If you want him to disappear so badly,why help me?"

Sheba's brows furrowed as she slowly walked towards.

"Because this is the only way I can get rid of him..."

The Emperor eyed her closely,he knew she meant every word.

"This is the first time...you do not make utterances in parables"

"Only by speaking clearly can I make you understand and perhaps end this once and for all...Are you leaving or not!"She snapped."I have other things to do"

"What if_"

Sheba stretched out a palm to stop him from talking.

"I have told you all I know,not keeping anything from you.The rest of your questions can only be answered by Hades".Sheba said as her eyes travelled from her outstretched palm to the Emperor.

"...a portal to the unclean realm can only be opened by you or your seed and a sorcerer,we will combine our powers to open one now but take heed,you already know this by now....you might not be able to return"

Tyran considered this for a moment, processing every word Sheba had said.

He was the emperor and he could do as he pleased but even if he stayed behind he couldn't hide the crown prince forever and someday the curse within him could kill him to awaken to release Hades.If there was a slim chance for Ramses to leave,he would take it without hesitation.

Besides,the imperial prince's death the sword breaking was a case of uncertainty,if he could control the curse there might be a slim chance of him surviving and the sword breaking was also a probability,hence a risk worth taking. Sheba wouldn't dare giving such information away,he could clearly see through the situation,he wasn't the only one in a dilemma.

Tyran quickly walked towards Sheba and took her hand.

Simultaneously a huge ghast of magic energy encompassed them, jumping through from the meridians of one person to the other.

As their magic power combined,an unbearable burning sensation amassed them,enough to melt every bone in their bodies.

Only by summoning the burning flames of the underworld could a portal to the unclean realm be opened a spell known to few high ranked sorcerers and the Emperor himself.

They both stretched out contralateral arms and a portal with dark green edges came into view and Tyran found himself into the darkness on the other side as he let go of the sorceress.

"How do I return?".

"Please him with your sacrifice and in return then he might send you back".

"Might?..."

"Pray the stars that which you offer would suffice".