You decide it is probably just a childish nightmare and begin to nod off again. That is when you hear the clopping of horses hooves heading your way! You peer down through the many branches of the tree to see two masked figures shrouded in capes as black as the night, both astride equally dark horses.

The first masked figure is tall and slim. While the other is more round and short.

You watch as they begin to speak to each other....

"I swear I heard something!" Says the round one who has an accent.

"Sigh....Wylie it probably was nothing!" Says the slim one.

"But Bomor! What if he's right under our noses?" Says Wylie

Bomor sighs again and leans against the very tree you and Allan are in! You hold your breath, praying that neither of you fall.

Unfortunately Bomor's ears were keen enough to hear a pin drop....So he definitely heard you!

Bomor looks up into the tree and spots your mail shining in the moonlight, He mutters something under his breath, and before you know it you and Allan have fell out of the tree and are on the ground before the two cloaked men.

"Hee hee hee! Look what we 'ave 'ere," Says Wylie picking a wailing Allan up by his collar.
"A couple of wanted men! Oh Bomor! He's going to reward us greatly for this!"

"But hold on there Wylie," Says Bomor who is eying you and the prince like precious treasures. "Did he say he wanted them dead, or alive?"

Before they can make up their minds you manage to grab your short sword and take a swing at Bomor!

CLANG

You open your eyes to see that your blow has been blocked by Bomor's own sword....A longsword with a rusty hilt to be exact. As you struggle to hold your own against Bomor, Wylie comes over and whispers in your ear.
"You can't win boy. You see Bomor and meself are right hand men to King Julian."

You gasp as you hear that familiar name, "You.....You're lying!" You say still holding your blade against Bomor's. They both chuckle, "What reason would we 'ave to lie to you? This coup was orchestrated by King Julian!" Says Bomor from the other side of the crossed blades.

Your strength finally gives out and you fall backward onto the leafy earth. As Bomor and Wylie are about to mount their horses with a bawling Allan in tow. You hear Bomor whisper something to Wylie, "Are you sure it was a good idea to tell the boy?"

Wylie scoffs, "Of course! Why deprive him of the truth before he dies?"

At first you think they are going to kill you, but they just ride off and disappear into the dark forest. You feel around for your sword and shield, Thankfully the dimwits left you your weapons. But they got what they wanted. And if what they said was true, the now dead king's supposedly long dead cousin has come to claim the throne!

What do you do now?