The day was bright and cool in the capital city of Cuttack, as the palace was brimming with activity.
The guards patrolled the hallways of the royal complex. The guards were chatting with each other as they did their daily patrols.
"The situation has been good these days since the Prince has taken charge." One guard said.
"Yes, the prince did a good job managing the palace affairs. I didn't know that the prince was such a talented man," commented another guard.
Since Lokendra had taken charge, everything had significantly changed, and their overall efficiency had increased.
They heard a crash sounding from one of the rooms. They rushed towards the source and noticed the doors of the king's chambers open.
They entered the room to see the king and the prime minister's corpses lying.
Their expressions went from caution to fear and anxiety.
"Call the others. Inform the prince quickly. This is urgent," yelled a guard.
