Chapter 31 - A knock at the door (part one)

A knock resounds from the door in the living room. From the heavy confines of the armchair, I start. It's late, too late for visitors, at least I might have thought. And Ithuriel returned hours ago, collapsing after a near run in with the palace's kitchen servants whose knife throwing skills had lopped off the fluffy tip of his tail. He had whined at me for hours about it. I frown deeply to myself. Poor thing.