His eyes caught the change in the movements of the guards downstairs. They are running in an urgency. Just then, someone cleared their throat.
“Excuse me, Sir’s and Madam.” Sir Houman made a bow first.
“His Highness has sent word he would be returning to the castle in few hours and wishes for an audience with our guests.” They took turns looking at each other first.
Lady Henna was the first to speak.
“Any news of Her Highness?” her eyes were impatient.
Houman noticed the urgency. “Forgive me; that is the only news I received.”
He put his eyes down. Tahbatan and Radforth nodded and exited first to leave.
On the other hand, Henna seemed relieved as she followed her husband. The last to go was Goen. He had a smile plastered on his face. They would think he was just being kind.