Many thoughts passed through his tortured mind as he witnessed the unexpected scene before him. He should have been faster, he should have been next to Kai at that moment and not standing at the entrance of the throne room, hazel eyes wide as he stared at the people inside. Philip scanned them all with his eyes quickly. The queen, the king, Xan and Lun and then Kai. His stare stuck on him, like unwanted gum he couldn't look away.
The young prince was on his knees, tears falling from his blue eyes and landing on the polished floors. He was holding a body, a familiar figure with a face that shared his characteristics. Kai was holding Nelia in his arms, her body unwavering, her eyes closed and her skin a horrific gray color while on the veins of her hands and on her neck big holes were there.