Soon darkness filled the sky. Stars shining up high in the sky. But deep within the royal mine were two henchman you could say, making sure there wasn't any more gold left in the mine. One smart and one well, not so smart.

"Okay, what idiot put this in the mine cart?" The smart one asked, showing the dumb one a rock.

"Oh that'd be me." He replied.

"Let us review, shall we? We are stealing gold. Is this shiny," He yelled.

"No." The dumb one replied.

"Valuable?"

"No."

"Gonna make the boss happy?!"

"No."

"Focus! That's what you need,"

The smart one threw the rock on the ground behind them. They didn't know it, but when he threw it, it broke in half and within it was a purple crystal.

"Get that in your brain!"

They heard someone come and the smart one quickly hushed the dumb one and put out the fire and hid in the mine cart. They trembled like little babies.

The person who was in the mine with them was none other than Amon. He saw his henchman in the mine cart and walked over to them. He raised his lamp and it reveled them.

"Why, hello." He said.

"Master Amon! You're back. I hope you had a nice journey." The dumb one said.

Amon walked away leaving his dog to frighten the henchman.

"Ahh!" They screamed.

"Ruff!"

With that they got out of the mine cart, afraid.

"Here you are sir. The last of the gold from the royal mine, sir." The smart one said, holding up a tiny piece of gold. "There's nothing left."

"Yeah! 'Cause it's all yours! Haha." The dumb one added.

Amon snatched it from his hand. "Yes, it is. Very much mine. Finally!"

He started to sing...

I've been bowing, I've been scraping, I've been lying like a rug. And for ten long years I've had to pay my dues. But today I am escaping, for at last the last gold has been dug. It was watching there, so how could I refuse? I'm returning home a hero, who's discovered mighty wealth...

Amon imagined The queen and Asami falling for him with all his gold and him wearing the king's crown.

And what better husband could a princess choose? I'm the suitor who will suit her. Bring the kingdom back to health. And I'll wear the crown, for how could I refuse? Raise every glass and rouse every cheer, praise that the reign of Amon is here! Master in charge of all that I can see, All hail me! And by marrying the princess, I get all that I desire! Like moat, an ermine coat and palace views. Even though she treats me coldly, it's a sign of inner fire, for inside she's thinking, "How can I refuse?"

"Right. Except for this one little problem, boss-" The smart one said and was cut off.

"Prince Boss to you!" He demanded.

"Right. The queen decided to marry her of to the King of Dulcinea next week." The smart one continued.

"What? Making a decision without me? Who does she think she is?" Amon yelled in rage.

He grabbed them by their throats.

"Uh, the queen?" The dumb one replied.

"You simpering simpleton!" Amon yelled.

"Well, she is the queen. She's got a crown and a scepter and sits in every fancy chair." The dumb one explained.

"Silencio! No! I won't let go! This peasant son won't turn and run because of some reckless royal chose another beau!"

Then it hit Amon like a bunch of bricks.

"Ah...it's...a temporary setback. It's a momentary lapse, but conveniently my ego doesn't bruise. And the moment that I get back, I will show them who's boss. You bet your bullion there'll be no "I do's."

"Yes suppose the girl goes missing, and the King says "au revoir." Then I find her bring her back and make the news! Then the queen will be so grateful that she'll pledge the heir to moi and I'll humbly tell her, "How could I refuse?"

"When our ceremony's over, I'll arise and take the throne. And that nitwit, Asami, can kiss my shoe, for the kingdom and the castle will be mine and mine alone! If the crown should fit then how could I refuse?"

"So get ready with the roses and stand by with the champagne! When you got a brilliant plan you never lose! Yes before the chapter closes, I'll be as big as Charlemagne! It's a thankless job, but how could I refuse? How could I refuse!"

Amon laughed coldly. He surely was pure evil.