Weeks had passed, and still a raging fire burned within The Lady’s heart. Anger charred her inside.
Despite the success in corrupting the Bell, the Book, and the Candle, and despite the theft of the World-Gem, and despite the opening of the door to hell and the summoning of the Greater Demon Arcadian, the final plans had fallen apart.
Instead of leading the Demons in conquest, the Demon instead was defeated. How could this have happened!
The Anger contained in The Lady exploded forth in a harsh series of curses that blistered the walls of her room. Plans must be changed and a new path must be plotted to keep the people of Britannia distracted, while behind the scenes, things are put back onto the path demanded by the King of Hell.
With a smile, The Lady thought of the pending St. Patrick’s Day celebration. The people of Britannia would be gathering in taverns throughout the lands to enjoy the company of friends and drink a toast to spring. What a better time for revenge upon the people of the land?
Checking through her own cellar, The Lady selected some of the best cases of liquor and quietly delivered one to each of the Taverns of Britain, the Capital City.