"Don't talk in puzzle," Morpheus was angry, as well as impatient.
His mind filled with so many questions which he had been asking himself over the last century.
Zaria's eyes darkened hatefully. "That evil human Draven brought to our kingdom and you all treated him as your friend. He deceived your sister and managed to get information about our kingdom's secret. And she even slept with that mongrel and carried his child…"
"No," Morpheus interrupted her. "You are lying," and attacked Zaria, but Oriana dodged it.
"Stay out of it," Morpheus warned Oriana in utter rage. "For the last time, I am warning you."
Oriana stood firm with her sword steady in her hand. "Try me."
"Why don't you ask your friend if I am lying," Zaria said.
"I don't need to," Morpheus said and was ready to attack again.
"She is telling the truth, Morph."
A voice finally stopped him.
Morpheus looked at Draven, shocked and speechless.
