"Is that… Princess Clio?"
There was silence after the loud rumbling of the door—and the rumbling of the door was loud. The doors that lead to the castle were heavy and gigantic, even coated with iron and copper and the only way to truly break it would be to ram it with a large tree. But of course, that was made impossible due to the design of the castle, which makes the entrance tight so that nothing as large as a carriage would fit.
This was the King's last defense—and yet right now, their doors were now just swinging on the floor before laying flat with an almost thunderous drum. But of course, none of them were even thinking about the door anymore, not even the army's general and last vanguard of the King against the soldiers of Thebes.
After all, how could they be concentrating on things other than Princess Clio? Who just casually emerged from the other side, right when they thought that the thing that would emerge would be their death?
