“What did they say” Sir Dark asks.

“They basically say your brother is messing with the world's balance” I say looking at my father.

“How so” Sir Dark prompts.

“I’m not allowed to say as you're already going to stop it” I say tilting my head as I look back at him.

“What did the Draven's do to you while you were thought dead” father demands.

“They did nothing father except care for me and was it not part of your plan for me to die any way” I say looking at him.

“What does she mean my king” a noble asks.

“That is not you to know” father roars.

“But father it is for him to know why you even have a throne that is not meant for you even grandfather know what would happen to you if you ever became king” I say shaking my head.

“What are you implying Ilene” father demands.

“As Ace would say you're a tyrant king” I say looking away.

“Is what she says true” “Is she mad” “Is she even the Princess Ilene” the whispers continues.

“What she says is true” a man shouts at the top of his lungs and I look to see the same Wolfstar noble from that vision.

“How dare you speak against your king” father says angry.

“But you are no true king sir” Noble Wolfstar says.

“And how so I’m on the throne I’m I not” father points out.

“Would a true king higher taxes that leave the commoners unable to feed their families? Would a true king start a war with the family that he raised his kids with?” Noble Wolfstar asks. A murmur starts in the crowd of those in the room. Another arrow hits one of my horns sending me to the ground before it embeds itself in the floor at Sir Dark’s feet. I quickly get up and grab the letter. It says:

Hello my Masterpiece,

I’m finished with all my other work so I could have your beautiful body under my knife again. Don’t worry this time I’ll finish without anyone finding you. Maybe I’ll do something special for a delivery system.

I’m sure your family will love it. I’ll even send a panting or two to that boy you so love. All my work gets so much love and attention you even more so. I so wish my parents were like yours who knows what I would be like.

Until we meet again,

Doctor

“What I would give for a few werewolves” I say looking at Sir Dark with tears in my eyes.

“Do you have any clue what Groden’s going to do to me if I let anything arm you” Sir Dark says.

“No I do not but its not like anythings going to stop the Doctor from getting what they want now has it” I say.

“No it has not” Sir Dark says sounding grim.

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A/N: One arc of the story is almost coming to a close yeah. The Arc is the Throne Arc the next arc I have no clue whats its going to be totally about its either the gods or dark spirits as of which I do not know for sure.