Hello my lovely readers (if anyone actually reads this) I'm trying to get chapters out ASAP so you guys can enjoy it, btw I'm would love some reviews if you could but yea chapter 3.

CHAPTER 3

After their long embrace Gregor and Luxa started talking about what had happend during the last year, they talked about both of there birthdays and Luxas' responsibilities as Queen. It took them a few hours, but the journey was longer than they had expected, they arrived in Regalia.

They landed in the High hall. Gregor's breath was stolen from him again as he laid eyes on the hall. Gregor's dad was taking Boots off of Nike as Gregor and Luxa jumped down. No sooner had Gregor's feet touched down had Mareth grabbed him in his signature bear hug, crushing his ribs, "Hey Mareth" Gregor gasped, trying his best to breath as the hug crushed air from his lungs.

Mareth laughed as Gregor struggled, "Gregor I have missed you!" Mareth put him down slowly, and then he added " How are you overlander?" Gregor replied quickly, but he hesitated slightly as he swallowed the news of his Nan.

" I'm good it's been a while" Gregor smiled and turned to see Howard walking over to him.

As Gregor saw Howard, his face dropped, Howard look like he had recently fought a war, he looked completely wrecked. Dark lines etched into his forehead and furrows ran though his cheeks. There were heavy bags under his eyes, red worms twisted on his eyes, bloodshot and puffy. Everything about him screamed exhaustion, and he seemed to sag with the weight of it.

Gregor was about to ask Howard what was wrong when Queen Luxa pulled him away by his arm and into a side room where she gave him the explanation he was aching for. "Gregor there's something I need to tell you," The Queens eyes also filled with a deep worry, and this set Gregor's mind into overdrive. Gregor lowered his tone and with a hint of concern in his voice he took her hand in his and replied,

"What is it Luxa?" Luxa's voice was hesitant, she was tip-toeing around the subject gingerly, it took moments to reply, but the wait felt like eyons. "Well Gregor were at war."

Gregor's face froze, his mouth twitched slightly as shock passed over his features, his heartbeat was raised as he heard the news, and in the end all he could stutter out passed the block of emotion in his throat was "wait ...another war?"