Roman flicked his wrists once more and a ball of light erupted from where he stood. Everyone closed their eyes and when they came to, they have returned to the throne room as if time didn't move a second.
The throne room was filled with speculations and whispers of the surviving servants and militia warriors of the castle, and Red looked at Stella Marie who stood by her throne.
"Everyone, I think that would be all for tonight. You may all return to your stations and assignments. Make sure to take some good rest, for tomorrow won't be any easier." She said.
The faeys took their cue, and slowly the throne room became empty.
There were murmurs outside which Red could only surmise as the faeys concern regarding the exchange of questions before Roman took them away for a few moments without the rest noticing.
"Red, will you be fine alone? Or should we accompany you?" Sir Arthur asked Red.
