The plan was simple, step into Hell, find some infected roots, try my hand at fixing them, and then it was well done, Amelia, you saved the day!
But I didn't bargain on a few factors set against me, the most obvious being that this... well this was Hell.
And in this realm of Hell there were rules, there was a hierarchy, and as for me, I was at the bottom of it. A dangerous place to be, especially when the man at the top was known as a tyrant king.
A heartless, cold and ruthless ruler.
Oh, and one more thing... he just so happened to be my boyfriend.
And he was... furious with me.