"Jason" I heard someone say, I could feel myself being carried and I slowly stirred awake.

"We have the girl."

"Good, did you get the necklace away from her, mainly before she learned what it was."

"Yes sir!"

"Good, take her to my quarters she stays close to me so I can watch her."

The man carrying me nodded and carried me away. He soo nentered a room and layer me on what appeared to be a very soft bed, and he left clicking the lock on the door.

I opened my eyes and sat up, I was alone in a 5 star hotel or at least that's what it looked like. Everything looked like it was made of gold, and white silk. Mt eyes nearly pooped out of my bead, "What is going on." I said to myself not expecting someone to walk in and answer.

"Would you like an explanation?"

King Jason stood before me. The dark evil king. He was about 6'5" with dark black hair that was shapped in little spikes around his head. He had tan skin and coal black eyes, that stared into your soul, and if looks could kill his would be the deadliest in the world.

"Yes I would." I said this easily for I had been taught to show no fear.

"Very well, let me tell you a story."

I nodded and edged him to continue.

There was once a queen named Shyla, her husband died only an hour after his children were born, his children twins, one boy, one girl. The stars and angels eventually grew tired of  Shyla holding so much power alone, and they warned her to let some of it go, or die.

Shyla chose the option to live she made to realms and named them light and dark, she gave each child one. The boy who she disliked more then the girl gave him the hated dark realm and let him learn on his own, the effect of this was he grew angry. This realm is dark because of a mother disliking her son, now you will serve me, till I get what I want.

I had heard many legons of this and I couldn't help but wonder which version was true. Little did I know that I had yet to still learn the truth.