The Prince laughs.
“I wonder if I can get any of these moments anymore…”
@Boss110
There is a file in the Paladin Headquarter Archives. It reads “Abigail Lindas/Lyndas.”
“What do I say… I believe in fate.” The prince laughs. He walks out of the throne room.
@Boss110
In it shows a portrait of the young lady, and some details of her.
Abigail Lindas, Daughter of the Royal Physician Jaffar… Blah Blah Blah Personality… Blah Blah Blah Incident…
An attempt to convert her was made on the 16th of March, 167 (8 years ago.) Her young mind could not handle the conversion and her personality split into two. One is very kind, helpful and shy, while the other is the exact opposite, murderous and insane. One must be careful while approaching Lyndas, who is the latter. However, Lyndas while seems to be the converted form, shows no allegiance to the cult, but single handedly killed all the cult members at a young age.
Lyndas was last seen 8 years ago, in the incident that killed the last of the cult members. She is dangerous, and if she arises in Abigail, do not engage, give her a lullaby, it helps… we think. We still do not know the cause or trigger for Lyndas’ appearance.
Kathrine slumps by the throne abd takes the kings habd remembering the three great years she had with him
(Kathrine is ommited from the Demon’s summonings. Just Narcian @Shurian and Andrew @3DT_CheesyKnives were summoned 
)
Kathrine thinks to herself “I’m going to shape this man into a king, not my puppet but a king… and if he does become a puppet well I’m sorry my liege but matters must be taken into my own hands sometimes”
You and a Shady looking man you’ve never met before (@Shurian ) are pulled into a room of seemingly eternal darkness.
The shadowy room feels ominous… and for Andrew, it feels familiar. The only sound that can be heard is a slight dripping sound to the east.
After a few moments of awkward silence, a light apears, illuminating a hooded man, sitting alone at a table with two chairs.
“Come… Have a seat.”
The seat is ominous, Narcian feels a compelling urge to not approach the table. But he does anyway.
“Dear me… dear observer… Have a seat…”
“What is our business today?” Narcian asks.
Drevis goes around the castle, doing what he can. Many of the staffs simply unable to work, broken into a sob every now and then. Their loyalty to King Arthur is nothing to be dismissed. He gives them a day off to mourn. They look thankful to him and gives him a smile, but he cannot smile himself.
He would like to mourn as well.
But his promise to King Arthur chimes in his head. To serve Prince Falone as the new king, to help him as he could.
And so he goes around, ensuring the castle runs as good as it could in its state of mourning.
@3DT_CheesyKnives @Shurian
The man’s face is hidden by his hood, all you can see is his sharp teeth forming a wicked smile.
“So… I’d like to make a deal.”