'By getting married, the war should end? Am I to get married to a woman from each of the clans?' That is the only way this can make sense, she shook her head. 'No you have to get married to a human girl, that girl will be your ray of hope. That girl will be your sun, only then can you be fit to rule us a king; this is the voice of the gods!' She drops her staff and lay down on her chair, what manner of madness is this? 'You quack, none of the prophecy you have given in the past was right and you still have the nerve to call yourself god's messenger? I bet father won't be mad if I snap your neck in half.' I growled getting up from where I sat and stalk towards her. 'How dare you tell a pure blood prince to get married to a weak filthy human? Do you know how much I despise them? They are no less than cattle! You insolent witch!' As I tried to grab her I noticed something weird, she was asleep. How dare she? She sleeps in the presence of her prince, this would be a befitting reason to kill her but she was too still to be asleep. Reluctantly, I touched her, trying to get her pulse and my guess was right... she was indeed dead. The messenger of the gods died on her seat, after giving me her last message from god, is that what the gods actually want? Will that be the only way to stop the insurgency? Even if it is a shred of hope, I said I'd grab it with all my might. My problem is... who is the human girl whose fate has been intertwined with mine?