"The flowers are wrong!" Allias exclaimed at the two guards that were standing on a very tall ladder. It reached the top of the ceiling in the throne room. One on each side on the wall behind the throne they were trying to stretch their bodies and manage to pin two huge bouquets with white roses in the middle of the wall.
They looked down and with their eyes they begged the king to let them off the hook. They had been up there for two hours now, switching bouquets to try and find one that would match the decorations.
