Title: Kingdom of Treason
Disclaimer: I don't own anything about Sailor Moon
Authors Notes: Alright, here we go. We're getting close. Thank you all so much for your reviews, they're really helpful.
I had a bunch of comments on the jump in time between chapters 10 and 11. (or 9 and 11). Originally there was some description in there, but I took it out because it was boring and didn't really need to be told. But basically what happened is Diamond had left the palace to get to the army while Endymion was suppose to be visiting him in the palace. When Endymion realized this, he tried to get back to the army in time, but it was to late. The King had already got to the army and made his orders. Endymion couldn't do anything, so he quickly returned to the palace where he went in hiding with Nephrite and some loyal men. Then chapter 11 happened.
Hope that clears things up! Maybe, if you really want it, when this is all done I can insert another chapter in there. But really I re-read it a couple of times and found it really unnecessary. I didn't want to bore you with a lot of back and forth. Sorry about the confusion.
Endymion crouched low as he made his way through the crowd. His hair was pulled back with a dirty cloth, and his blue eyes were squinting out into the bright and hot sunlight. All around him there were men and women, sweating in the intense heat, watching the two men be led up onto the wooden platform. Both of them were dirty and haggard looking. He watched Kunzite straighten his back, walking tall and proud.
"This is stupid," Endymion heard someone say close by. "They should not be executed. If only the prince would order the army to do something."
"Hush, he'll make his move, have faith," a woman said.
There was a hush over the crowd.
The sun hung high in the sky.
Endymion looked around him. He glimpsed Nephrite in position on the other side of the platform, and men stood around with the arms at the sides, ready for action. He recognized none of them, but knew they would be the moonlight knights. He felt a pang of guilt for those who would die for him cause.
"That bastard King won't even come out himself," someone yelled.
There were to many guards. Endymion felt his courage wain ever so slightly.
It happened in slow motion. An object flew through the air, almost drifting as every caught sight of it. It was some sort of carved wheel. Endymion was captivated by it as it soundly found its way into the face of one of the guards. The man stumbled back in surprise, and everyone froze.
Endymion looked at Nephrite who had confusion written all over his face.
"Stop the bastarts!" Someone screamed.
And then there was a deafening cry as the whole crowd ran forward, cramming themselves close to the platform. A rain of objects and food were showered on the guards, and they were grabbed from all sides.
Endymion could hardly beleive what was happening. The crowd had taken out all the guards.
He drew his sword. The metalic sounds made the people around him scatter and he tore off his diguise.
"It's prince Endymion!" Someone shouted.
He ran forward quickly, suddenly surrounded by Nephrites guards and civilians with weapons. He dove onto the platform, hearing the chaos of the situation surround him. Within moments he was face to face with the remaining guards. He didn't hesitate before killing them; swinging around so that his sword sliced smoothly through soft flesh and caused cries of anguish. People screamed, and the platform was starting to be torn apart.
"Endymion," Kunzite said urgently.
He quickly went to free the two men. Zoisite was looking very pale, but he took up a sword immediatly and began defending himself.
He met Nephrite at the edge of the splintering platform and they rushed the two men into the waiting crowd, throwing desguises over them.
"The army has moved in," Nephrite said. "Give the order."
Endymion just glared at him.
"People are going to die this very minute if you don't."
"Try to subdue the crowd. Stop them from trying to attack our soldiers."
"Endymion...."
"Do it!" Endymion ordered. "Make it quick and don't lose any men. We will meet back in our hiding place."
Nephrite watched him move into the crowd, trying to get the attention of the people around him. His shock of black hair stood out in the dirt and grime, and as he passed, the people parted and stopped. Not one of them tried to argue with him. He asked them to stop, and they did.
"Serenity?"
Serenity groggily opened her eyes when she felt the soft shaking of her shoulder. At first the room around her was hazy. She groaned and turned to look at the person pushing her. It was Lita, and she looked worried.
"Serenity, are you awake?"
"Is it morning?" She asked groggily.
"Not exactly," Lita said. "It's afternoon. You slept all of yesterday and most of today."
Serenity sat up immediately, awake in an instant. "Why did you let me sleep so long?" She nearly flew out of bed, searching for her clothes. "I have to find a way back to the city." She couldn't believe she had slept so long. He needed her. She had to find out if he was alright. There had to be a way out of this place.
"Serenity, wait," Lita said forcefully grabbing her and stopping her. "I have some news." Serena looked up at her in surprise. "Prince Endymion has made his re-appearance."
Serenity looked at her with wide eyes.
The room seemed to stop.
"Apparently the Queen was rescued from the Kings chambers and hidden away somewhere. When the King found out, he was furious, and he ordered that when she's found she'll be executed."
Serenity listened without breathing.
"The King has locked himself in the castle, but the city is in chaos. Civilians are attacking the Kings army, and the army is trying not to fight back, but they're breaking. People are starting to die."
"Why hasn't he given the army an order to stop?" Serenity asked in a rush of breath.
"I don't know," Lita said. "But the Council has decided to act. They've sent their army in to break up the revolt and separate the army from the civilians."
"Will they make it in time?"
"They left early this morning. They should be there by early tomorrow."
"But what happened after?"
"The civilians are rioting, demanding that the King give up his throne to his brother, but the King has made no response. Endymion has gone back into hiding and it seems unclear what will happen next."
Serenity sat completely still, not knowing how to move or act. She felt so far away. She wanted to help, she needed to help. But what more could she do? She was just one girl. The only thing she knew how to do she would only do for Endymion. How could she help him when she was so far away?
At least at this moment he was alive. She close her eyes and let the relief of that wash over her.
"The council wanted to update you personally. If you get ready, I will take you to them."
Serenity lept off the bed and ran quickly to where her clothes had been laid, clean and waiting for her. She quickly dressed, allowing Lita to help her. She didn't even bother with her hair. She just let if fall behind her, still ruffled from sleep. She pushed Lita to a run in front of her, leading her to the council.
When she entered, she was surprised to find only two men there waiting for her.
"Where are the others?" She asked hurriedly.
"Leading the army," a man answered.
"I'm sorry lady Serenity, but this will be a brief visit. You Kingdom is falling, and it seems probable that there will be all out war. I am sure that Lita has filled you in already and we have little more to add. We have already put our army in motion, and if the prince should appear, they will know to follow his command."
Serenity nodded. "Is anyone to join the army?" she asked quickly. "I wish to return to the city."
"I'm afraid that is impossible. You are not the leave the city walls."
"But if….."
"No, I'm afraid you have no choice in this. If you insist on fighting, we'll have to confine you to your room."
Serenity looked at him in shock.
"We have no wish to keep you a prisoner here, but you must understand our need to protect you."
"I don't," Serenity said suddenly angry. "You have no reason to hold me here and we are in no way connected. If I wish to return to my home, no matter how foolish it may be, you have no right to detain me."
She heard Lita behind her shuffled slightly, but she tried to ignore her.
"If you insist, then we'll have to detain you."
"Why? Why is it so important for you to protect me?" She demanded.
They just looked at her.
"We will see whether or not your prince is a man of his word."
Serenity looked at him in confusion as it set in, and then she was disgusted. "You're keeping me to use against him?"
They didn't answer her.
Serenity was so angry and confused and confounded that she didn't know what to stay. She opened her mouth to argue, but she had no words. She just stared at them angrily.
"Lita, please take her back to her room and make sure she's comfortable. I had hoped she might be a companion to you, but it seems we'll have to wait until she's calmed down."
"This is absurd," Lita said loudly. "We're not keeping her as a prisoner."
"Lita, please do what you're told."
"Fine," she said crossing her arms. "I'll take her to her room, but I'm going to stay with her and if she wants to go out into the gardens or walk the city with me, then I'm not going to stop her."
The two men glared at her.
"She's not a servant here, she can do what she wants."
"If you're responsible for letting her escape Lita, we'll have to….."
"What?" Lita said cutting them off. "You'll have to punish me? You'll have to lock me up as well? I know that you guys are all talk. You're counting on my future too much to turn me against you. Don't threaten me if you have nothing to back it."
They looked taken back, but had nothing to answer her with.
"Come on Serenity," Lita said loudly.
Serenity was sure she hadn't meant it as a command, but her tone was pretty clear. She made her way quickly to the angry woman who towered over them all, and followed her from the room.
"Can you believe them?" Lita hollered scaring everyone within hearing distance. "To think that they would have so little faith in Endymion. He said he was going to negotiate with us and he will. There is no need t be so filthy and back handed. I could kill them all."
Serenity was at a loss for words. She had never seen a woman so angry before, and so obviously strong. She was both afraid and proud of her in that moment.
"Can you help me escape?" Serenity said.
Lita looked at her strangely, and then all the anger left her face. "I'm afraid not. You are stuck here for the time being, but if you wish to write a note, I can send someone to try and give it to him."
She shook her head. "If it were intercepted by the King, he might…."
"He has no more power Serenity. Your King is nothing more than a man now."
"Doesn't that mean Endymion has already won?"
"Yes, he's won. The King will fall, and probably soon. Endymion simply has to stay alive long enough to take the throne."
She nodded. Endymion wouldn't just wait and let things happen, he would be in the thick of it. He had already risked his life to help Raye and Kunzite. She was sure he would do the same for anyone else he felt he was responsible for putting in harms way. For that she admired him, but she was still afraid.
"Come one," Lita said holding her hand out to her. "Your room is stuffy and needs to be cleaned. Let's go into the stables. If you're strong enough, I can show you how to ride a horse."
Serenity smiled. She couldn't forget about what was going on, but she believed Lita when she said she could distract her. Learning to ride a horse would probably be useful later when she found a way out of here. At least they had sent their army to help. Now perhaps fewer people would die.
"Endymion, another army has invaded," Nephrite said as he rushed into the room.
Endymion looked at him confused. "Who's army is it?"
"They have been sent by the council."
Endymion looked at him, completely confused. Why were they attacking? It didn't make any sense to do so at this moment. All they had to do was wait for the kingdom to implode and then just pick up the pieces. If they were here, they were probably here to help.
"What are they doing?" Endymion asked.
"So far nothing," Nephrite said. "They've come into the city and settled between the army and the civilians."
That was odd, but it would stop the two sides from fighting for the moment. At least people would stop dying needlessly.
"Alright," he finally said.
Nephrite was obviously waiting for more.
He shook his head. "Well, if they haven't killed anyone then they're obviously waiting for something."
"For what?" Nephrite asked. "I'm not as schooled as you in the art of war, but I understand defense procedures. This army has simply settled."
"What affect has it had?"
"The Kings army has stopped their assault on the civilians, and the civilians have no way of reaching the army."
"So they're helping?" Endymion said.
Nephrite opened his mouth to answer, but didn't say anything. "Well, I suppose so. But there's another army in the city. Eventually that can only lead to death."
Endymion nodded. "Then let us finish this before they can move in any further. The council was willing to help us when this all started, perhaps this is their way of continuing with that help. We did not ask for the assistance of their army, but I'm not about to send it away now. If they're able to stop the death toll from rising, then let them settle for now."
"Are you not concerned?"
"There are lots of things about their presence that concerns me. Why did they move in? Are they here to help? Do they think they're fallowing my orders? Their timing makes little sense, but if they're here I have to assume that they're acting as a buffer."
"And if they're here to take over?"
"If the engage in all out war, our army will attack them. The fact that they're not means there's already been negotiations."
"Endymion, perhaps you should speak to the army."
"We attack tonight Nephrite. I can't possibly get to the army now. If Jedeite doesn't make it, we're lost. Either way, this ends tonight."
Nephrite nodded. "Kunzite is finished with the doctor. Would you like me to send him in?"
Endymion nodded.
Within seconds of Nephrite leaving, the door was forcefully pushed open again and Kunzite came crashing in. "Where on earth have you been? The army is waiting for you to reveal yourself and give them the order to invade. Without it, they have no choice but to follow the King."
"Things are more complicated then you think," he said tiredly.
"If you give the order, the Kingdom will fall, but you will be able to rebuild it."
"If we take it without murdering hundreds of innocent people, we'll be able to take over and continue on towards peace without spending years rebuilding."
Kunzite looked at him with a furrowed brow. "There's no hope of saving everyone Endymion."
"There's always hope!" Endymion yelled.
Kunzite just stood there.
"Why did you stay?" Endymion demanded. "I asked you to leave with your family. The rest of the nobles vacated immediately and your family is long gone. But you went against my orders and stayed."
Kunzite met his gaze steadily. "Do you really think I would have abandoned you while your whole life was falling around you?"
Endymion sighed. "Why are you all so loyal to me? I ordered everyone to leave, and yet you all stay. What have I ever done to prove I would be a better King then my brother?"
He sunk back into his chair, putting his head in his hands.
"Endymion, what are you talking about?" Kunzite asked softly.
"I can't do it," he said. "I can't rule. I never wanted to be King. It corrupted my brother and it'll corrupt me."
"That's stupid," Kunzite said bluntly.
Endymion turned to look at him. "Is it?"
"Yes, it is," he said matter-of-fact-ly. "If you don't want to rule, then don't. We'll take over the throne and then there can be an election. Perhaps we can even learn to rule by council like others do. But don't think you're anything like your brother."
"We have the same father," he said desperately. "The same blood runs through our veins. He was not strong enough and that means I am not strong enough.
"And yet a mans courage and compassion are taught by his mother."
He sighed.
"You're worrying you'll give in to the power of the position, but you've shied away from power since we were kids. You never envied your brother his power and you never played at gaining it. The only power you ever liked was fighting with your army. The power of relying on friends and comrades."
Endymion felt at that moment the strain of the situation nearly pounding down on him. It was like he was allowing some small amount of stress in, and the rest was urgently trying to fallow and show him exactly how hopeless the situation was.
For a moment he couldn't breath.
He dropped to his knees, panicking.
"Endymion?" Kunzite said rushing to him.
He tried to relax, but he couldn't.
"Endymion, you need to calm down. Try to breath."
But he couldn't.
Kunzite watched in fear as Endymion started breaking down. The strain had been hard on all of them, especially him, but they couldn't afford for this time happen. He panicked, looking around frantically for some help. But they was no one else in the room, nothing to calm him down. In fact, Kunzite couldn't remember anything that had ever been able to calm him down.
And then realization dawned on him and he quickly sat close to Endymion.
"Endymion, listen to me," he said as softly as he could. "You have to hold it together. If you don't, Serenity might never be found."
He visibly stiffened.
"You don't want to live the rest of your life without her, do you?"
Kunzite waited as Endymion started to slowly breath.
"I'm sure she's alive," he continued. "And once we've finished this, we'll find her and bring her back into the palace."
It happened slowly. Endymion felt his mind start to come back down, and his shoulders sagged in defeat.
He realized in that moment that he had almost lost everything. His fear of ruling had blocked out all the good that they were going to do for the civilians of the kingdom. Even if nobody ruled, with Diamond out of the way, people would be free. That was the main goal. That had to be the only goal. It wasn't his goal to rule.
He looked at Kunzite. "What?"
Kunzite just laughed. "You're so strange," he said sitting back. "I honestly thought I had lost you there."
They sat together in silence for a few moments.
Endymion found himself in the presence of nothing more than a friend at that moment, and he was relieved. It had been so long since he was able to calm even for a moment, and now that Kunzite was here he knew the burden was no longer completely on his shoulders. He could trust those around him completely.
"You know you're crazy for thinking you can't rule better than your brother right?"
Endymion couldn't help but smiled at how tactless Kunzite could be. "He didn't start out so bad."
"His very first order of business was to send the army out and attack the first city they found. He's been like this since you guys were kids. Your father told him he would be King, and he decided that his whole life was going to be used to make the biggest kingdom ever. If only he was intelligent enough to realize he could have had the most glorious kingdom imaginable if only he had spent all his time and effort on the land he already had."
Endymion nodded. "The city is really beautiful, especially in the summer when the sun is at its hottest. The dust might rise, but it's when the colors are at their most potent."
Kunzite smiled. "And the woman take off their winter cloaks and bare their shoulders."
Endymion laughed. "You always looked forward to that."
"Yes I did," he said thoughtfully. "But there is nothing more beautiful then falling in love."
"You did fall in love quite often," he joked. "Every summer you fell in love at least two or three times. Always the hopeless romantic."
"And you never once fell in love, in all my years of forcing women on to you. But then the moment I stopped, you found someone yourself. If you had told me all you needed was a few moments on your own, I would have allowed them to you. To think of all the time I wasted on you when I could have been finding someone for me."
"You found plenty of women for you."
Kunzite laughed. "Yes, we sure lived well while you were in the city."
Endymion sighed. "Do you remember the first day I got back?" He asked softly. "The crowd came together and celebrated as I led the army through the streets. They dropped rose petals down on us and sang and danced."
"It was definitely a spectacle," Kunzite agreed.
"It was marvelous," Endymion said smiling. "On that day I truly understood how much a leader could be loved just by being true to his morals. I have never been one for attention, but to be recognized by the very people I've always tried to protect made me feel more at home then I've felt in a long time."
"The palace can feel empty when you've been surrounded by people for months," Kunzite said.
"It doesn't have to be," Endymion said. "I used to have friends all around. You and I recruited Jedeite into our circle and we caused all manors of trouble when we were children. My mother was always there to laugh at us and my father reprimanded us strictly, and then gave us hints as to wear the hidden passages were. Mother had ladies always around her, and father had his guards and friends. There used to be nobles walking in and out all the time, freely visiting with us all."
"Your father kept the palace open for debate at all times," Kunzite said. "He almost never made a move without the knowledge of the nobles. He even set up elections for the civilians to vote on matters that concerned them."
"He was a good King," Endymion said. "But he did also love war."
"Yes, in that might have laid his one true fault. He pushed that love of war onto both you and Diamond, and you both took parts in it. Diamond commanded its movement, and you lead it to victory. But you understand the sweat and grit that goes along with it, and you've seen friends needlessly die. That is why you could never be the man your brother is."
Endymion lowered his head again. There short reminiscent interlude was gone and he felt the weight of what they were doing fall onto him once again.
"I have to kill my brother today."
Kunzite nodded sympathetically. "There is not a person on this earth that does not feel that strain for you. To kill ones own family is not a matter that has ever been easy, but your choice is made."
"And I will be a murderer," Endymion said softly.
"So will every man who aided you in your efforts."
Once again there was silence between them.
"I got the letter Serenity sent you," he said.
"Oh thank god," Kunzite said in a great breath. "I was afraid you had decided she truly did want to hurt you."
He shook his head. "I believe she didn't betray me, but it won't make a difference if she's dead."
"Well then, if she is you have a duty to live up to her memory. She saw you as her prince, and you will become the man she thought you were, no matter how untrue it was."
Endymion couldn't help but laugh. "You always were my hardest critic."
"So you never did get the note I sent you?"
Endymion shook his head. "No, it was never delivered. What did it say?"
"Just what she told me. She was afraid of sending a note directly to you, so she sent one to me explaining the situation. I in turn wrote to you to make sure you didn't kill yourself with grief."
Endymion smiled.
Nephrite gently pushed open the door and look in. "Zoicite has given us the key to pulling this off and Jedeite is hidden, awaiting you order to move. If we're going to attack, this is the time."
They waited for him to say something.
Endymion took in a deep breath. This was it.
"Give the order," he said firmly. "Put us into place and be ready. The King dies tonight."
The next little while was a flurry of silent activity. The orders were given and a man was sent to inform Jedeite who had another forty men at the ready that it was time to move.
They used the maps Zoicite had drawn them of the palace secrets, and all got into place.
It took only moments to make arrangement, and then they found themselves completely at the ready, awaiting the final go ahead.
Endymion felt his muscle tight in anticipation. Every movement at this point was completely calculated and his senses were on their highest alert. He had been here many times, in those moments before battle. The men around him buzzed in a steady tempo and not one person spoke. It was a terrifying silence filled with the worst and best forms of tension.
"Give the signal," Endymion said to Nephrite.
Within seconds, a loud echoing boom shot through the silence and all at once there was a mass of activity. The walls in front of them were pushed up, and they spilled as one into the hallways around the throne room.
The death started immediately.
Endymion side stepped a sword coming at him, and sent his own through the mans chest, feeling the sick dull pull of his sword as it slid through the man. When he pulled it out, crimson blood coated it and the tangy smell surrounded him.
The room filled with dying men, and the screams of pain were everywhere. Endymion gritted his teeth as he always did, focusing only on what he had to do and not the sounds that would keep him awake for the coming nights, reliving each death he had caused.
It was an eruption of metal against metal, deafening and jarring.
It was a chaotic swirl of vicious people, leaping at one another with only the desire to kill on their minds. You could feel the intense churning of fear and adrenaline pumping through the air as if you were swimming in it. Men cried out all around him as he tried to focus on reaching the doors to the throne room. He killed another man, not looking at his face. If they were faceless, they were easier to forget.
And then Endymion saw his opening.
The men of Jedeites crew swooped in from the side, pushing the Kings guards into the walls, leaving the way to the door open. They wore their armor they had worn proudly for the Kings army, and Darien felt relief at the sight of them. These were his men. These were his friends in arms, fighting along side him once again.
He ran for the door.
Nephrite followed him, clearing the way further.
The doors were bolted and Endymion found himself in a crush of men, all pushing to open it, helping him get to the King.
For a moment he thought that it would not budge. The heavy wood creaked and groaned under the pressure as more and more men defeated the guards, and then joined him to try and open it.
It creaked with agonizing effort.
And then it was free.
Endymion was only feet into the room when Diamond came from nowhere.
The slice of a blade cut through his side, stunning him.
Diamonds eyes blazed down at him. "Well hello, little brother."
Endymion cried out when the blade was ripped from him and the King took a few steps back.
His blood seeped through his hand as it tried to stop close it.
He looked up at his brother.
Nobody else had entered the room. There orders were to stay outside. He could faintly here the sounds of the ongoing battle and the screams of dying men, hoping against hope that they weren't his own.
Diamonds eyes glittered at him dangerously, filled with nothing but loathing.
Endymion clenched his sword in his hand tightly, feeling the weight of it pull at his muscles. He clenched his jaw.
For a moment they only glared at each other.
"You're here to finish me off," Diamond said in a low, ragged voice. "My brother the savior, here to free us from our tyrannical King. Here to kill his own flesh and blood. A traitor to the end."
Endymion stood as straight as he could. "You're not my brother Diamond, you haven't been for along time."
"Says you," he growled. "Without you, I would have been the greatest King known to man and there wouldn't be anyone left to challenge me."
Endymion felt his head start to lighten as the blood left him. He couldn't afford to do this, to talk about this before he took action. But still he hesitated. This was his only living family. With Diamond dead, he would be alone.
"You can think what you will Diamond, but this ends now."
Diamond looked as if he hadn't bathed in days. His hair was matted and messy, and his eye were dark with rings. He looked almost wild, still dressed in the gold rings of royalty.
Endymion moved towards him, knowing that Diamond had never paid much attention when learning to fight. He circled him, waiting for the anger to overflow. When Diamond finally attacked, with a rage filled scream, he was already dead.
Endymion closed his eye when his brothers' gasp of surprise left him. He felt his sword become firm in his hand, unmoving in his body. Hot blood soaked his hand.
Diamond stood there for a moment, in shock, looking at his brother almost pleadingly. Endymion looked away.
He choked suddenly, and Endymion felt the weight of him move away, sliding of his sword and to the floor with a thud.
Still he didn't look at him. Instead he looked straight ahead at the golden throne sitting serenely at the head of the room.
How many times had he seen his father sit there, looking tall and proud. How many times had he admired it, thinking it was the pinnacle of peace and glory? This room was sacred, and now it was stained forever with the blood of treason.
He heard the door burst open.
Within seconds the men who had rushed in were silent.
Nobody moved. Eyes went from the dead King to the standing Prince who's back was turned to them staring at the golden throne. They watched him, wondering what was the next step.
"Call back the army," Endymion ordered softly. "I command that they disband at once and return to their families. Arrange negotiations with the general of the visiting army, we must thank them for the interference. Tell the people still in the city to put down their weapons, the King is dead."
For a moment nobody moved.
"Endymion?"
Slowly, he turned to face them. The four men who had helped him achieve all this. Kunzite stood, looking for the first time in his life like he had gotten his hands dirty. His usually sleek perfect hair was stringy with blood, and a long cut crossed his cheek. Jedeite looked thin and haggard, with a beard growing on his chin, but his eyes were still as alert as ever. Zoicite still looked frail and weak, but he stood tall and proud. And Nephrite leaned heavily on one of his men, holding a hand to a cut on his leg.
"Tomorrow we will rebuild the Kingdom," Endymion continued. "Kunzite, gather the nobles. They have the power to demand a vote, as they promised."
"Do you wish to run?" Jedeite asked. "I'm sure nobody would vote against you, but you also have the right to refuse it."
There was a general murmur from the men.
Endymion looked for the first time at his dead brother, feeling strong despite his bleeding wound.
"If they want me, they can have me," he said slowly. "Now get to work, we have no time to rest."
End of Chapter 12!
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