“Maximillian. Well, everyone calls me Max,” the young boy said. His eyes were scared, but if you looked closer you could see the excitement he fealt.

Queen Jouet stopped in her tracks, and knelt down to Max. “Three letters. Now it makes sense. Max, you will soon find that many people are looking for you. Some of them are good, like me, but you must be careful of those with evil intentions. You can tell them apart by looking for this,” she pushed back her hair to reveal a small green sparkle on the right side of her neck. “Those with trecherous hearts will have a dark red triangle on their left wrist. Make sure you look for this before you talk to anyone, for it is a certian sign of danger. Max, you must realize..”

In the middle of Queen Jouet’s sentence, a loud thud shook the whole castle. The two guards became alert, taking out their spears. Then, the right wall came crashing down with a flash of light, and hovering over the water was Ignacious, his grim red eyes glowing with pure evil .