Through gasps of pain, Livia managed to utter an order. "Kill... that... INTRUDER!" She slowly stretched out her arm with a finger pointing to the door at the entrance of the hall. All eyes turned to Petrona who knelt down out of exhaustion holding onto the wooden frame. Demyan desperately watched as two guardsmen came to attack Petrona with drawn swords swinging toward her. "NO!"
Adrik revealed himself in front of everyone saving Petrona from the charge by blocking the blades with his claws in his real demon form. Petrona saw how the glowing cracks on his face spread and began to crack his skin. The room fell into panic. "A DEMON!" Any ordinary demon, he was the brother of the Demon King Kazimir. Sava finally shook off his confusion. This must been that woman Livia was talking about shortly before the wedding in their secret meeting. Sava pointed the second sword at his son challenging him.
He had to pay for what he caused and for the treason he created. In a split second Sava swung his sword at Demyan's back, who just unshed his sword and blocked the attack from his own father glaring straight into the king's eyes. Shockwave was blowing around them causing even bigger chaos. Sava was left stunned. Demyan... his son... has never done anything like that. He always took any punishment.
Meanwhile, Livia managed to take out the one which was stuck in her intestines dropping it with a thud to the ground. Shakily inspecting her bloody hands she swore revenge for the disrespect and humiliation from the prince's side. Her beautiful gown was torn and soiled with her own blood. She picked up the sword and slowly made her way through the panicking crowd toward the entrance. She was like in a trance.
Adrik was successful in protecting Petrona however the magic he used began to punish him even more for breaking the rules. Petrona collected all the power she had left, stopped his advances of helping her, grabbed his dagger from his waistband, and held it in front of the guards to shield him.
Demyan was still involved in an ultimate fight with his own father and the King of his realm. The clang of clashing blades echoed all over the huge hall. Both were very strong and skilled in combat. Sava smirked but at the same time regretted that this was his son. He betrayed not only him but also the vampire kingdom. How could he join the Demon prince, just because of a mere human woman?  That disappointed him greatly.
Livia was closing in on unsuspecting Petrona, who just was wildly swinging the dagger at the guards to keep them away not only from her but also from Adrik whose skin was breaking off on his face. "STOP HELPING ME! You will DIE!" Petrona pushed him out of the door closing it.
At that moment Livia appeared from behind the guards and attacked Petrona with the sword. She was able to block Livia's blade over her head but her weak legs gave up and Petrona fell to the ground with a little more of Livia's effort. Demyan noticed it, pushed Sava to the side, and at full speed, he spread his wings and flew to aid Petrona.
Livia with a wicked glance in her eyes raised the sword over her head to give Petrona the final blow... but she never got the chance. Demyan in a swift swing of his blade cut off Livia's head. The limp body dropped the sword and then fell to the ground staining it even more with blood.

The father and mother of Livia screamed out of shock, her mother even fainted. Sava enraged flew toward his son and that damned human woman to end them both at the expense of his own kingdom because the only heir will be gone after he will be done. He will have to start from scratch, find a new queen, and get a new son since this one brought to the world a faulty specimen.
Demyan had enough of his father's behavior, the years of torture, mishandling, and humiliation. Today was the day he had to end it and had to engage again in a final duel with King Sava. Demyan quickly opened the door and pushed Petrona out of it into Adrik's arms who was already healing. "Take her away and protect her!"  Petrona tired to reach out, but Demyan just shut it in front of her face.
Demyan could now turn his focus solely towards his father. "Bring it on, old man!" Those words pissed Sava off even more. How dare the good-for-nothing son speak lowly to HIM... to the KING! The Hall emptied itself with the other side doors and the guards didn't get involved in family matters. It would stain the king's reputation.
Demyan's and Sava's blades connected once more in a final clash. The surroundings vibrated by the blow and a pressure wave flew through the air. Sava tried all the tricks in his book to defeat his own blood, but he didn't even scratch his son. How could it be?
Since he forced Demyan to join numerous campaigns against different types of enemies he gained enough combat skills to become equally strong to even the king himself. After a while of Sava's aggression, he was getting tired. Demyan didn't even lose sweat about that fight. Demyan didn't expect that his own father would become this weak and only his fear prevented him from standing up for himself against the cruel king.
Demyan used the opportunity of Sava's weakest moment to overpower him and make him fly into the wall. Sava couldn't believe he was defeated. He painfully sat up couching blood, looking at his son standing proud over him pointing his sword at the former king.

                                 The present guards knelt down at the victory of the new King...