I hurried down the long hallways of the castle, my heart pounding with urgency. "Where is King Killian?" I asked each guard I passed. They all pointed me toward the throne room, which only fueled my determination.
Without a second thought, I dashed toward it, even though a couple of guards attempted to stop me. "Your Highness, please!" one called out, but I couldn't stop.
My legs felt like they were on fire as I raced toward the huge doors of the throne room. As I got closer, I could feel the excitement and nervousness bubbling within me. But suddenly, I skidded to a halt right in front of the guards stationed outside.
"Is Killian inside?" I asked, catching my breath.
The guards exchanged looks and nodded. Relief washed over me, and I moved forward to enter. Just as my foot crossed the threshold, two spears crossed defiantly in front of me, forming an X. I frowned, frustration boiling beneath the surface.
