"Majesty," guards shook at a sudden overwhelming presence, "-you're here?"
"Keep the small talk to a minimum," he said staring down a dark stairway, "-where's the assailant?"
"He's been taken to the dungeon."
"Good," the king motioned to enter the darkened halls – another guard interjected by stomping his foot, "-majesty," he said with chest, "-forgive the insubordination, I have orders from the Alrosian council to let the man live until further order's been given. The attacker is a diplomat from an Alphian province."
"Diplomat?" he chuckled, "-the man has attempted to take the life of my prime minister, Éclair. Doth thee think treason a pardonable offense?"
The guards shuddered, "-care to let me pass?" path opened, and the King's clops echoed into the lower castle level. A jovial Yui skipped, took a glance at the guards, and smiled, "-the king's back, yes?"
