When the King of Hearts heard that his Queen had been attacked—unknowingly on his part, the young man cursed himself and rushed back to the Castle with only one thing on mind. It was to make sure that she truly was safe. 'Where was her beloved Knight during this time?' Alexander couldn't help it. His thoughts turned to the Knight that the Queen of Hearts brought with her when she ascended to the throne. Why had he failed his Queen now?
Alexander Hartsmichdt rubbed his face, "It's my fault as much as it is his, I shouldn't have gotten too laxed. I should have increased the security instead of getting too caught up in the trade agreements—please be alright." There was not enough time to march or even leisurely walk to his destination, he ran. He didn't care whoever saw him right now.
His Prime Minister had a penchant for running so it wasn't bad if he did it as well.
