Chapter 5

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The doctors still could not find a cure for the uncommon and unfound sickness of Hanguel. Hanguel lost hope day by day while the prince tried to lift her head up high. As a few more months went by, Hanguel began to get worse. She would get mad and throw things at the wall. At dinner she would sit aside and wonder why she is alive. Prince Revlock had no choice but to deal with the anger inside of Hanguel. He understood her pain and he also realized over the years that there is no hope or escape for him. Destiny was not done with them. Their story was being weaved into love and Hanguel did not expect it at all.

A man wearing rags walked by the small village searching for Hanguel. This was not the first time. Many men have been sent out by the people of the castle to search for both the prince and Hanguel. Hanguel did not realise that the man was in search for her. As she went out to pick the fresh flowers from the tree, the man saw her and froze. Hanguel seemed to carry on. The man rushed back to the horse and rode to his village to carry the news. The path carried him on for two days to go back to his village.

"I found Hanguel! I found Hanguel! Someone send to capture her. She needs to be burnt!" Shouted the man from outside the castle. The villages gathered around the man gossiping. They all agreed.

The guards looked at each other confused.

"We will inform the king." One of the guards said firmly.

"..but I brought the news! May I meet the majesty please?" the man begged down on his knees. While his intention was to bring the prince back, he also had other motives. Meanwhile one of the guards had already rushed back to pass the message to the king. The king ordered all the men to be sent to the small village where Hanguel stayed.

"It is only one girl, some of us should protect the castle and your highness." Said one guard taking a step forward.

"If my son is not found by the end of the day, there will be no guards left to protect anyone. I will make sure none of them live to see a day with their families. Bring back my son and send all guards with weapons to bring that child alive to me."

"Yes, your honor. We respect your decision."

"Then, scatter" the king waved a hand in signal to scatter.


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