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King Alexander looked at the other kings slightly unsure of what to do next. He had never faced this kind of situation before and although he was an excellent fighter he wasn't sure of what they were capable of. They could've easy be stronger then him and overpower him in a fight. He tried to see Leena, wanting to be sure she was fine but he couldn't see her. He got worried about her, not knowing exactly why but he was worried. And now, he had to face them too. He looked back at the three witches, trying to decide what to do next.

''No, I shall not marry one of you.'' His voice was slightly unsure, but he finally said what he would do. He wasn't going to marry them, not in a hundred years. Even if the pressure was so great to marry someone, one of those was not going to be his wife. He would rather die then have one of those witches as his wife. He knew that if he would marry one of them, his kingdom would be doomed. They would only be out for power and he couldn't allow them to take over the power. Even if it meant he got killed and the other kings not, he wasn't going too. He would die for his friends, if it meant they would die too.