"Come in!"
Is telling the truth the right thing to do now? Cyril glanced at Prince Algis, who stood only a few inches in front of him. Prince Algis must have made a judgment call about the information that he was being pursued by a possessed person. Until he finally decided not to tell His Majesty his true destination.
"Why did you ask permission to see me?" asked His Majesty. He was not sitting behind his desk, but in a guest chair with a full tea service. He pointed to the chair in front of him where Prince Algis, his son, could sit.
Prince Algis sat down first. Cyril stood at the back, waiting to be told what he had found.
"There is an important matter we must inform you of immediately, Sire!"
"We?" His Majesty's forehead wrinkled. His gaze shifted from the son to the bodyguard behind him. "Tell me what happened!" he commanded.
