The Emperor got angrier and angrier as he bellowed, "Yvette, no matter how much you like Darryl, he is dead now. You have to give up on him. Obey my will dutifully and wait for the martial arts tournament. Then, live happily ever after with your Prince Consort."

After that, the Emperor strode out of the bedchamber.

"Darryl!"

Yvette looked painfully up at the night sky outside the palace. "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. It's all my fault..."

Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably; she was heartbroken!

…

Meanwhile, under the water in the moat...

Darryl felt his world spun, and his body continued to sink with the suction force of the vortex.

The water was cold, and Darryl was a little puzzled and desperate.

'Oh, no!'

'Why am I still not at the river bed? Is the moat that deep?'

It took quite some time before Darryl finally sank to the bottom of the river bed. He was extremely astonished.

'How deep is this moat?'

Even though he did not know for sure, his guess