De voe stood at the high pinnacle of the castle, admiring the magnificent view of the kingdom. As he was enjoying the view, and sipping his wine on a goblet of gold, someone in through the gates. Looking closely, he saw that the person was suited in amour. This meant one thing to him, there was news about the battle. But what news could it be, he thought. Quickly, he went back inside, and sat on the throne, waiting in anticipation for the arrival of the news. The stumping sounds from the long steps, steadily advanced, getting more audible to the hearing of De voe. It grew louder, till it finally came to a silent halt, right behind the door. Swaying the door open, Raja stumbled into the chamber, sweating intensely, and breathing heavily.
"Raja!!!" exclaimed De voe in surprise.
"My master," answered Raja, falling to his knees.
The look on the face of Raja spelled danger, De voe could sense it already.
