Chapter 43: The Heirs

"Sir, Lord Cephie and the others are back."

Prince Hiram froze when he heard the General's words. It took him a couple of minutes to digest what he said. "Jude and the others?"

"Yes, sir. The other heirs… they survive as well." N

Slowly, Prince Hiram's face darkened. He immediately got up from his seat and walk out of his tent. "Lead," he said in a low voice. The older general lead him towards the tent where the four great families and their healers are located.

"Welcome back… My Young Lords." The frown on the Prince's face vanished. A warm, welcoming smile replaced it. Seeing their pale faces and battered body, Hiram couldn't hide the sinister glint in his eyes. But still… he wondered. How come they are here? Why are they still alive? He personally wanted to see them so, he immediately came here.

"Your highness.." Old Man Cephie, who was standing next to Jude, immediately approached the Crown Prince. "Let's talk outside of the tent."