Simel felt an extreme heat flare through his body, repacing the cold. He felt every splinter of bone in his bdy fly to where they belonged. His skin burned where it healed and all through it his eyes never left Shadows. He gasped for breath through a still sore throat and groaned in pain. "shadow, help me to my chamber." He breathed before his world turned black.
- - -
Fifteen years to the day after both dragon and demon had been banished. The bounty hunter Tezztor was taken in as Top knight to King Simel. His son, young Prince Thomas was growing closer and closer to his childhood friend Serous. The head mage Shadow never left the king side. The kingdom was once again happy. Wealth was experienced by all for the first time in twenty years almost.
(chapter three, invading armies, anyone?)