The Titan King was doing complex calculations at his large stone table. A knock on the carved metal door interrupted his concentration.
"Come in," the Titan King growled, his eyes like embers shrouded in mist.
An informant bowed deeply. "Your Majesty," his voice trembled, "there is a great commotion in the Courtroom. Prince Enver... he accuses Agatha of being the mastermind behind Princess Katy's kidnapping."
The Titan King fell silent.
"Does Enver have proof?" he asked, his voice like a suppressed earthquake.
"The prince's confession, he has solid proof, Your Majesty."
The Titan King nodded slowly. He knew Enver, his second son. Smart, decisive, and sometimes too eager to prove himself.
Beyond the king's wall, in a room made of sparkling crystal, Queen Alzena heard the news, she stumbled to the jeweled chair. Agatha? Impossible. There was no way Agatha would harm Katy.