“Princess! My daughter!” King Maheepati woke up with an utter scream. He looked around to see his Queen look at him with utter concern. Oh Lord! She doesn’t know that I have killed my own daughter. King thought to himself and sat upright and began to cry like a child. “I have sinned my Queen. I have sinned. I am a vicious murderer! I have killed my lovely daughter with my ugly hands.” Maheepati uttered in extreme distress. “No my friend, you haven’t.” Said a sharp voice. Maheepati looked sideways to see the old Warlock sitting on a wooden couch nearby. “I – I clearly remember stabbing my dear Princess, oh! Old Warlock. I don’t know how it happened, but something made me to kill her.” The King began to slap his both cheeks with his bare hands. “My dear King, you are yet to come out o

