Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160910175125/@comment-24736819-20161108104122

"What exactly did Camlorn's forces did, besides matching on our lands? That King Elyas seems to be too daft to be of any harm. Anyway, suit yourself.", Jakin turned back and resumed his walk, finally exiting the throne room.

He thought about visiting his sister and give her the bad news, but his injuries decided that it was time take their toll.

"Still not entirely healed up, huh?", Lisbeth appeared and caught the Prince before he fell over his cane.

"Seriously, Lisbeth, how are you doing this?", Jakin said before the vampiress shut him up with her index finger.

She carried him to his chambers, laid him down on the bed and watched as he drifted away in sleep.

"A question for another day, my dear Prince... If we live until then.", the redhaired woman looked out the window, towards the Dark Tower and sighed sadly.