Chapter 78 The Birth Of The Dark Lord

• Myra sat in the darkness of her room, rocking on the chair, the dark lord in complete control but there at the back of his mind, Myra lingered.
• ‘What is your plan?’ she asked in her own mind that she was now a prisoner in. The Dark Lord smiled coldly a look that suited the queen's beautiful face.
• “Oh… that’s for me to know, refrain from intruding,” he said his voice as cold as the darkest corner of the kingdom, laced with a sinister warning. Myra instantly fell quiet she was as terrified of him as she was intrigued by him. someone who yearned for power and had the ability to claim it was what she desired, if she played her cards well, he would allow her to stand by his side.