Galahad claimed the right to confront King Morpheus on his own and no one would disagree or attempt to stop him for all saw his passion for the encounter was so great. After all, he had earned the right to finally dethrone the King, it was his hope and faith that got them all to this point after all. 

The gates to Castle Phantasm were already open as if inviting Galahad in and he did not hesitate to enter. Through the main hall he went and finally into the throne room that he remembered, revered and once loved. It was now lined with black cloth everywhere and the once beautiful statues and paintings we defaced and horrible. The chamber was lit with sooty torches adding to the depression of the place. At the far end was Morpheus and the casket of Ionia as Galahad had seen her the week before.

Galahad released his sword and approached the Dread Dicator who did nothing at all to oppose him. As Galahad drew near Morpheus started to giggle. He explain that Ionia was not dead, but rather sustained by Morpheus’s exquisite malice and hate, and that if he should die, then the sad Queen of Tears would die too. Galahad did not believe him and Morpheus removed the high collar from around his neck. Beneath was a cut from ceratoid to jugular exactly as was on Ionia. The cut was not deep but it was dramatic and he explained that the two were joined, for how else could she be his Queen of Tears otherwise? Still Galahad did not believe.

With that Morpheus unsheathed a trifle of a dagger, not much more that a simple eating knife, and cut the palm of his hand. With that blood welled up under Ionia’s had too. The two were indeed linked, Galahad could not kill one without killing the other.

Furious, Galahad swung his sword and brought it down on the throne of King Morpheus, spreading the sac cloth, charred bones and rotting hides all over the raised dais, but he did not touch the Foul Despot. Morpheus scrambled away from Galahad, his righteous anger hurting him by proximity.

Galahad was at a lose of what to do. He had already lost Ionia once, or thought he had, and to loose her again would be torture. But he could not let the evil king live either, could he? But he had to.

He called for his brothers to come and shackle, gag, and bind Morpheus and take him to the tower that once housed Ionia. He then bade that minstrels should come and play happy tunes and bring him wholesome and good food to eat. Galahad decreed that Morpheus should always have gladness around him, thereby torturing him all his days until he was a changed man and could be trusted or agreed to break the spell over Ionia. Galahad was not above some retribution, and this was fitting.