"Guards?" The knights swung into action at their liege's call, instantly teleporting beside Griffin. "Take him to the dungeon. You know what you have to do." The guards simply nodded and grabbed a seated Lord Zed.
"You don't know what you are doing Your Majesty," Zed warned. Not that he couldn't vanish if he wanted to. He was also Crescian, a seer at that. But he had his reasons. "You are committing a grave mistake, and you'll regret it, soon." Griffin swallowed the lump on his throat. Was that supposed to scare him? Absolutely not.
"Take him out of this place," he said unable to look into Zed's intimidating silvery eyes. The knights led him out of the throne hall and met with Lord Newton just as they had come out of the throne hall.
"Where are you taking him?" He questioned maintaining his dominant aura. The knights feared him. The only person who could talk to the king casually, sometimes even devaluing him! Who dares disrespect him?
