William turns around to see Noah sleeping peacefully beside him. He snakes his hand around his waist and smells him. He smells different. But William was in for another surprise.

"Get off me! Don't touch me you peasant!" Noah jumps off the bed. William wasn't awake fully so he took it as a joke.

"New nickname huh? Not that I am a fan of it but anything for you baby. If that is what helps you with coping up from your brother....."

"What brother?" Noah asks confused.

This woke William up. He knew he was acting weird but this was on another level. Seeing the look on the face, Noah quickly covers up.

"Ahh...Dylan you mean...I...I am just so tired....I....I..." he stops mid-sentence when William hugs him.

"It's okay baby. I know it is hard for you." He kisses his forehead once, "What do you want for breakfast?"

Noah tries to get out of his hold and dusts himself as if he touched something dirty. Thankfully William didn't notice it.

"The usual. Now go!" Noah orders him and shuts the door.

"The peasant smelled nice. How could someone like him afford a perfume like that?" Noah mutters to himself before going for a bath.

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"Are you okay?" James holds Dylan by his shoulders as he looked weak.

"Where...where are others?" he asks with his voice raspier than before.

"David and Clive are still looking through the bail papers. William and Noah are at home. Are you okay though? Are you in pain somewhere?" James asks worriedly.

"I am fine James. Who....am I .....out of jail?" He looks around the same jail cell he spent his night in. James notices it and hugs him tightly, diverting his eye from the cell.

"Yes baby, don't worry. You are out. My lawyer talked to the cops and all they have is circumstantial pieces of evidence. It doesn't prove anything that you killed someone. And for the identity theft, it is just a fine to be paid by you and the detective whose ID you used."

"Thank you...." Dylan whispers into his ear before falling in his arms, unconscious. All he heard was James's screams,

"Quick, someone call the ambulance."

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"He just has a high fever. I have given him some medicines so he might be asleep for a while."

"Thank you, doctor. Come please, I will escort you." Clive leads the way for the doctor. William had arranged for a doctor to come to their house and he examined Dylan, who was now sleeping peacefully. James was sitting beside him, slowly caressing his forehead and all leave him be. Clive stays for some more time and then leaves. Silence slowly takes them over and all James could hear was his own heartbeat.

"I am sorry baby, I am so sorry I couldn't take you out earlier...." He whispers slowly on his forehead and tears trickle down to Dylan's cheeks.

Back in David's and Clive's room, they were getting ready for bed.

"Do you think we should stop?" Clive asks David once they are in bed, cuddling with each other.

"I don't know.....all we can do it wait for tomorrow..." David says in response.

"What do you mean? What will happen tomorrow?"

"You'll see."

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"Noah, do you think we made a mistake coming here? I feel like I am regretting that I didn't listen to you for not coming for this project. But I really saw some potential in this, I mean....." he stopped mid-sentence when he could hear snores from Noah.

"Noah? Noah? Are you asleep? So soon?" he tries to wake him up but he was still fast asleep.

"Strange. He never snored before."

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"And then, he said 'don't you dare raise your voice at me, you peasant.' I already told you how the surrounding suddenly was. It became cold as if time had stopped altogether. And once he was out boom! Back to normal!" Dylan whines as James was looking at him with keen interest.

"But I still don't understand why did you have to drag the body out? You could have waited, told me when you came home and we could have sorted out a solution. I mean...." James was cut short.

"I know, I know it was stupid of me, but I panicked. I knew Noah might have had something to do with it and my first instinct was to protect him. He is my only family left! And he would have done the same if he was in my place!" he was almost in tears but James wasn't having it. He had to make him realize.

"But he isn't your brother, Noah! I don't know what has gotten into him but he isn't your brother. And you need to see that!" James didn't want to raise his voice but Dylan needed a reality check.

He sits beside him and comforts him, "Look, Dylan. We are in this together. Whatever we do, we do it together. So please, please don't try out stunts like that in the future. I beg of you."

Dylan nods and hugs him, muttering small 'thank you'.

"Now sleep again." James tugs him in bed and sleeps beside him to make sure he is there when Dylan needs him.

Within minutes, James slept, drifting off to another strange dream....

Dream Flashback

"Have you seen Your Honor?" Walter asks a servant.

"He is in his room resting, my lord. He has ordered no one to come near to him." The servant replied with his head still down.

Walter nods and the servant leaves first. He has to meet King Benjamin. A letter from Keitharas came that some outsiders have been creating havoc. He has been immediately summoned there. But he can't go without the permission of his 'captive'.

He sneaks on the top of the stairs and peeks into Benjamin's room. But to his surprise, Samuel was already there. He tries to eavesdrop and what he hears shakes him with fear.

"You.....you were never my son........" Benjamin's voice shook with fear. "You and your witch mother......you ruined our castle."

Witch? Did Walter hear it right? And Samuel isn't royal blood?

"What are you doing here master? They said not to come here." Wesley, the knight startles Walter.

"I know. But I think so I am on to something. You keep an eye on Knight Alfred. He is always with King Samuel."

Knight Wesley bows and obeys his master's orders. Each of the kids was given a knight who would protect them at any cost. Knight Wesley was given to Rufus but he would also obey Walter. He was the only one who knew about their love and supported them. Knight Alfred was given to Samuel and he was as wicked as him. Lastly, Percy was given Knight Charles.

"Who would want to be your son? You couldn't even get your own son, Rufus to be on the throne because of him being low blood." Samuel's voice roars.

Walter blinks his eyes. Rufus was of low born blood?

"How can you say that about your own brother?" he coughs when he tries to raise his voice.

Samuel goes towards him and caresses his father's face with a dagger. Walter looks at it with horrified eyes.

"Oh, father. Why get in trouble when you are already in your death bed? I'll give a really painless death. And finally, get the crown." he laughs maniacally when Walter hears the sound of a woman. It was Leila!

"Now now son. Don't get ahead of yourself. He needs to sign the will papers first. Right my darling Benjamin? Remember, Rufus's life is in the line." She hands him the papers to sign. Benjamin lifts his already shaking hands to save his 'true' son.

Walter has had enough. He was just about to step in when Knight Alfred had his sword on his neck.

"One more step and you are dead." Walter gulps as this commotion made Leila and Samuel turn towards him.

Walter murmurs, "Where is Wesley when I need him?" and Alfred laughs maniacally too.

"I have taken care of him. My sword wanted to taste his blood for so long!" Sick Alfred shows his bloody sword to him. Walter looks at him in shock.

"You sick people!" He advances towards him but Leila stops him in his tracks with her magic. He couldn't move his limb.

"What...what did you do to me witch?" Walter shouts as he tries to move but no avail.

Samuel goes up to him and slices his cheek a little for his bad mouth, "How dare you call my mother a witch. Consider yourself lucky that you are going to witness a historic event."

He slowly walks towards Benjamin, who has his eyes closed waiting for the impending death.

"Please....please protect Rufus...." Benjamin's last words ring as a warning bell in Walter's ears. He knew, from that moment, everything is going downhill.

"War does not determine who is right, it determines who is left, father. The war our grandfather started ages ago, I am finishing it. Now the true habitants, the Ivorians will finally own this place." He stabs his dad. He keeps stabbing like a maniac and Walter couldn't move his tears were his only way to support.

As soon as he stops stabbing, Walter could find himself free from the spell. But his first instinct was to go and tell Rufus. He kicks Alfred and runs swiftly to his room. On his way, he looks at the now bleeding body of Wesley, their faithful knight. He closes his eyes and mutters a small prayer, "God be with you." And runs to save Rufus's life.

But to his surprise, someone was already there.

Queen Leila!

Dream Flashback Ends