.

Sebastian flinched. 

"What?!" 

The judges chuckled again, and eerie laughter filled the air. Sebastian frowned harder, and one of the judges laughed. "That or you give up the crown. We've taken all your power from you anyway -" As proof, one of the judges held up an official stamp - the one Sebastian owned - which had been lost a few months ago. 

For a minute Sebastian was still, and then he said, "So it was you." 

The judges didn't say anything, only repeating what they had said before. 

"Kil Duke Jylan or give up your throne."

"It's him or the throne."

"You won't disappoint us, will you?"

"Our poor idiot prince. Look at his face…"

"Hehe…"

Sebastian closed his eyes. The judges laughed again, and then one of them said, "Should we place another curse on him? Or perhaps we kill him just like we killed his parents."

Sebastian's eyes shot open. The judges snickered some more. 

"And everyone believed it! Eeeeehehehee!'

Sebastian fell to his knees. Suddenly it all made sense now. Everything had been... "Your fault. You've done this. You've done all this!" Sebastian screamed, suddenly looking up. Sharp nails suddenly grabbed his chin, and his head was brought about an inch away from one of the judges. Sebastian couldn't see his eyes, but he could see a grin. 

The judge put a long, slender dagger into his hand, closing his fingers around it. All of Sebastian's anger suddenly vanished, replaced in a rush by fear. "D-d-don't do this." Sebastian stammered, and the judge's grin stretched wider, cold fingers still cutting into his chin. Finally, the hand was withdrawn, and a final word was uttered.

"I won't do anything, dear prince. It's all up to you."