The Night stone (The late night crew)

Long Live The King

(In Anviltide, at the same time)

Prince Zak walked into the castle because he was summoned by his father, King James Wraith. Zak's full name was indeed Zak Wraith, but he hates whenever somebody calls him by his full name.
Zak quickly strode in, his jet black cape flying behind him. King Wraith sat on his marble throne with two royal guards beside him.
"My son. Do you know why I summoned you here today?"
Zak remained silent. His yellow eyes glowed and an eerie smile appeared on his face.
The King continued. "You have been sentenced with mass homicide, theft, treason, and assault. You are in queue for execution."
"Are you going to let that happen, father?" Zak said, harshly.
"Zak. You have made it a dishonor for me to call you my son. Guards, apprehend him before he gets away."
The guards next to King Wraith's throne quickly grabbed Zak before he could fight back.
"You have made it a dishonor for me to call you my father." Zak spoke up.
"What do you mean, Zak?" The King asked.
"I know what you did to my mother. And who I really am. You should be ashamed of what you did!" Zak yelled in fury.
"I did what I had to! She was pure evil!" The King replied.
"No. She was my mother and she made me the way I am. Ever wondered why I had these yellow eyes? My pale complexion? It's because you bred with a demon. A succubus. And now I am a demon. I accepted the way I am and the way my mother is, but you didn't. You had to kill her. She was innocent!"
Zak struggled against the guards, but it was no use.
"You don't understand." King Wraith replied wearily.
"Perhaps it's you who doesn't understand! You killed her. And I bet you're killing me because I'm a demon like her! Isn't that right...father."
The King remained silent with a pained expression on his face.
Zak grew tired of arguing with his father. He used fire magic to kill both of the guards standing next to him. He then climbed up the steps to his father and pulled out his enchanted longsword named "Plaugebringer."
"My son..."
"No... Don't you call me that! I am the spawn of hell, remember?"
The King stood up, he stood shorter than his son.
"This is for everyone's good." The King warned
"I don't care." Zak replied. "I'll be taking that throne now."
Zak thrusted Plaugebringer into his father's chest. King Wraith fell to the floor as blood poured from his body.
"No. I.. Won't let you take my throne..." The King said weakly.
"Too bad father. You tried to stop me and failed. You had your chance. Now they'll call me King Zak!"
The King's blue eyes soon lost their light and his mouth was agape. He was dead.
Zak kneeled down and took his father's crown off of his head and placed it own his own.
He sat upon his dead father's throne.
"Yes... This will do quite nicely once I'm done." Zak said to himself.
Suddenly a large group of 40 guards ran into the throne room. They were all horrified. Zak sat upon his father's throne. He used King Wraith's corpse as a foot rest. His blood was spilled everywhere, even upon Zak himself.
"Stop there, kingkiller!" The captain of the guards warned.
"Well... It's not like I was going anywhere." Zak replied sarcastically. "You see, it's my throne now. I can sit on it all I want."
The captain shook his head "We would never let you have the throne, even if you are the next heir!"
"Who will replace me then?"
"Your sister, princess Lana, would do a significantly better job than a demon like you ever could."
"Ah so you know?" Zak asked.
The captain gulped. He was the only other person besides the King who knew about Zak's mother.
"Fine then don't answer. If you want me to leave so badly I will."
Zak then sprouted large leathery black wings from his back, just like his mother could do. Zak had only figured out he could do this a few days ago.
He took to the air and broke the ceiling to escape. The guards watched in bewilderment as he flew away.
"Quickly! Get Princess Lana!" The captain ordered this guards.