What shall he need to do?

Xander was feeling guilty for keeping his Ella away from him for five years when he could make her life better from the begin itself. But it was necessary. He was fighting against people who could do anything and could go any length to achieve what they wanted and he did not want Ella to become their bait to capture him.

After all the things happened, he couldn't put Ella in danger again. Though she was alone, sad, mourning and depressed all those years, it was better than become a target to cruel people.

But he wished he took care of his past soon enough to bring Ella to him sooner.

"Xander... Xander!" Xander was brought out of his thoughts by the concerned voice of his brother. Previous night was one emotional night for him. As time passed by, his apprehension grew and the only thought that was running in his mind was to get his Ella back.

Madonna visited Ella that morning when Xander has summoned her for a brief check up. He notified the witch how Ella cried in sleep when he was talking to her the previous night. Ella's tears shone hope in Xander but still he did not want to expect anything unless he was certain about it.

'It was good she was hearing you, My Lord. But her soul is still shattered. You only have tonight to get her back. I suppose whatever you were telling her the past night was the key. Though it is not precisely the heal, I presume the cure was something closely connected to you. You should just have to call her with your heart, mind and soul.'

Xander's head started to pound harder given his emotional jolt. He sighed and rubbed his head and looked at his brother who was sitting before him with a serious look.

"Eh, what is it?" He rasped. The pounding in his head is getting worse and he couldn't think straight anymore.

"We found him." Xander jolted out of his seat when he heard the words he wanted from past several weeks.

This was it.

They found him.

"I had him chained in the dungeons assuring to put there the amulet you made. He cannot use any kind of magic as long as the amulet is there." Xavier said standing himself and following his brother who was rushing towards the dungeons to visit their esteemed guest.

"Where was he all this while?" Xander asked but in his authoritative aristocratic tone like a Lord.

From that moment until he punish Knox Garrick and the town of Shadowvalor, he would be in the mask of Lord Knight.

Xander can show sympathy but the Lord he turned into knew no compassion when it comes to felony. Not to mention Knox has done wrong against his wife whom he loved more than the world.

He would finally give him the retribution he deserved.

"He was hiding in a cave far away in the south and it was shielded with magic. But Lyndon was able to shatter it. Moreover your amulet did help us from keeping him grounded." Xavier simplified.

Though he was not letting it out, Xavier was thirsty for Knox Garrick's blood. He was just controlling himself only to be the sane person when his brother loses his restraint.

Both the men walked through the dark hallways of the dungeons with many torment thoughts swarming in their mind.

The cabin Knox was kept in was the far most one with not a pinch of light and no sound can reach there. It was the deserted place where the secrets were kept skillfully.

A perfect place to torture someone!

Knox was tied metal chains to a long pole in the middle of the cabin. He looked to be drugged with the way he was shaking his head and squinting his eyes to get a clear picture.

"And I have you to myself in the end." Xander sneered at him though his voice was calm.

"L-Lord Lord Knight?" Knox stumbled over his words and blinked his eyes to see clearly.

"Precisely. Are you happy to see me, Knox? Look at me; I am here to return you what you did." Lord Xander Knight walked up to him and held his face in a tight grip.

If looks can be a weapon to kill, then Knox would be burning in the blue fire of vengeance.

"I warned you several times but did you heed it? No. Now that you are finally in my control, there is a lot you need to pay." With that, the Lord snapped his fingers. Lyndon took the hint and brought Knox Garrick's only dear daughter, Blythe Garrick.

A guard appeared immediately positioning another pole beside Knox and chained her to it.

By then, Knox was able to get himself out from the effects of the drug he was given and could see better than before.

"Xavier, what do say if I want to start this from his daughter?" He asked nonchalantly, circling Blythe with a grimace.

"A perfect way to kill him emotionally." Xavier answered with a grin which brought a smile on the Lord's face as well.

Knox tried to pull himself out of the chains, tried to use what little magic he knew but everything ended with a failure.

He cursed the Lord and his brother but he received the bout of laughter from them at his incapability.

It was very satisfying for the brother and Lyndon to watch Knox powerless.

"Undress and whip her." The Lord ordered.

Lyndon immediately stepped back and fetched a guard to do the honors of hurting the young maiden.

"No please. No. I did not do anything. Please leave me." Blythe begged when she noticed the guard inching towards her.

"Why are you punishing my daughter when I was the one who was wrong?" Knox questioned in panic noticing the guard tearing away the outer clothing of his daughter with his sword.

No, he cannot let them hurt his daughter. She was his only family and she was his pride.

"Did no wrong?" The Lord punched him straight into his face, "Isn't she the one who helped you in killing Ella? She will pay for the consequences as well." He glowered at both of them and ordered the guard to carry forth with the task.

Knox closed his eyes tighter with every bellow his daughter gave in pain. He could not see not hear his lovely daughter in pain.

"Please forgive me. Show mercy, My Lord." Mercy?

There was no mercy in him to spend. All he wanted to avenge the pain his was going through and swear on heavens and hell, he would make them pay in the cruelest way.

"Mercy? You were forgiven many times before but both father and daughter were too ignorant to learn from their faults. This time, I will end this one and for all." He bellowed, ordering the guard to whip her harder.

The sounds of agony from both the father and daughter were like a medicine to cure his pounding head. It was soothing and relaxing like a breath of fresh air. It was even better when the greedy Knox was begging to let go of his daughter.

"Stop." The Lord ordered with a evil smile and bent closer to Knox, "I cannot kill you daughter – just yet. My foremost punishment to both of you is to watch each other in pain." He said and straightened himself.

The Lord nodded at Xavier and Lyndon briefly to which both of them took several steps back along with the guard. Satisfied, The Lord closed his eyes and gathered his hands to his front, producing a dark fog like orb sparkling in his palms.

The Lord mumbled and the orb got bigger giving a chilling outcome to the people around. Once he was done, he pushed the dark orb towards Knox who was looking pale and panic.

The orb took no time to force itself into Knox's body faltering him for several moments. The fog which surrounded the cabin cleared with the roar coming from Knox.

He was trembling and thrashing in pain but the metal chains kept him in place. The Lord looked satisfied with what he had done and so are the other two.

"My magic will burn you from inside but will not damage any of you parts of your body. You will enjoy this short vacation of pain. I will be back in a day." The Lord left the cabin and ordered Lyndon to not let Knox sleep or fall unconscious. He was to suffer until he made his next visit and gave Xavier the duty to guard their special prisoners personally.

With that, the doom of Knox Garrick has begun!

It was time to go to his Ella and prepare for the wedding.