“Ah, shit. Someone must’ve took him out while we were all arguing on who protected him.”
“Prince Falone has fallen ill while away on his diplomatic mission. I request for 3 of the Royal Physicians to come with me.”
(The current heir to the throne is Falone, of Age 31. Nycolas calls him Patrick)
“Request granted. Falone is a good kid, I will allow you to take the physicians, BUT NOT THE BRANDY THEY USE.”
“Ah, I thought something would’ve been said about dad’s death.”
“Anyway, I think we should still stay guard. Some Knights should be taken with the Physicians to protect them so then they can reach Patrick”
“Wait, hang on…wrong name, Arable was some farmer I knew before… Glass, that’s the name. By the way, you know the shore next to the castle? From 1:00 A.M to 2:00 A.M a strange glowing light emanates there. Don’t go near it. See you later, Nico. By the way, messenger, what’s your name?”
“And you, paladin, where are you from? Let me guess, one of the Orders dedicated to defeating Mithras and his Cults? Order 65, by the looks of it?”
magnus ignore the question “are you going to guard the king or what” he then walk toward the castle
“…You’re wasting your time and your breath, kid. Mithras can’t be defeated. We tried before. I’ll try to guard my brother, even if I suspect that he is in no immediate danger. Good night.” Reginald goes to sleep.
Lucy woke up from her long slumber to only scream a large:
L:EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!
She quickly covered her mouth in surprise , not before coughing rapidly.
L: My throat…
L : Ah , all of you!
She begins to cough again
L:Sorry. It’s just that… I went to talk with Kathrine, she accused me of betraying the kingdom , and then I lost my voice and I could hear people in my head and…
L: It wasn’t a nice experience.
L: She , I think she stole my voice. I only got it back from a friendly psychic in the town.