“My Lord,” Melissa appeared in the center of what looked like a throne room. She bowed to the man sitting on the throne and looked up at him with a smile. “It is done and it was clear that they bought it.”
“Very good, Melissa,” the man smiled. “Now we just have to wait for the tree of death to sprout and once it does, I will get it for you to take to them.” The man sniffled and smiled, “I can almost smell the war.”
Melissa sighed. “One more thing my Lord. Argon is dead, I saw his corpse and it looked like he was beheaded.”
The man rolled his eyes, “he failed to carry on his end of the deal. He told me he could get the war started and yet, I had to come up with a plan myself. He was no good for me when he was alive, so why should I care of his death?” he chuckled. “Besides, he was the on
