Lauralye stared wide eyed at the Lord of the Dead, "No..." She said quietly, "He... He can't die now..." She hated to say it but for a moment, she had actually been relieved... She wouldn't have to wait long for Robert. Those feelings were quickly replaced with nausea. Robert was just a year older than her and that wasn't an age to die at. Neither of them were supposed to die... They were supposed to die seventy years in the future. They were supposed to have children, a happy marriage, a loving kingdom, and a life. She looked up at Hades, "He hasn't even lived... Surely... Surely you can do something... Fate doesn't have to be written in stone.... Please..."