Only Sylar and Abigail were allowed inside. “the babies...” he nodded. Upon examining her, Sylar confirmed she was in labour. "We have to take her to…." "Nobody is taking her anywhere," Zarion sneered. “You'll deliver them here.” Abigail had to arrange for the things to be brought to the room that Sylar needed. People were curious about why medical equipment was brought to the king's room. She wanted to get off the bed. "Bella, you must calm down," she shook her head. “It's making it worse I need to—” she held her back. She saw Victor hanging there, tied with silver chains. 'Uncle V, hold on, I'm coming.' She touched his face. Princess, I suspect someone from the council is involved.’ ‘Both he and Victoria will pay with their lives. Her eyes were black. "Why are you sweating, Prince

