The news about Aphrodite's chosen carried itself to the king in no time. Had it been the king of crows, he would've met with the new arrivals, however, his son Zeil was far too arrogant to parley with a pack of commoners. Instead, enraged that they didn't meet him as soon as they'd arrived and even forced their way into the church, was in his eyes, reason enough to send a battalion of soldiers to take them as prisoners.
Amongst those soldiers, was the demi-wolf Regalia, not because she was ordered to, but due to the fact that she knew how idiotic Zeil's decision was. And so, trying to keep things from getting violent in the middle of the city, she stood before the party and calmly asked.
"The king wishes to speak with you," her red eyes wandered through each and every one of them, and just a look was enough to let her know that she'd made the right choice. "You can come with us unchained, or things can get bloody–something I'd like to avoid inside this holy place."
