The king led them through the castle, past the guards and down into the dungeons where they found the door that to the cell that held their Grand Uncle.
They waited in stiff anticipation as Beta Alpha Phillip worked on the lock of the steel door barring them from Sean. Finally hearing that satisfactory click the door swang open and the king stepped in without any hesitation.
The guards that had come with them almost reached out to keep him from going in, but froze when they realised it was the king they would be offending by doing that. Instead, they got ready to defend him should anything bad happen inside of the cell.
Inside of the room was organised presentation waiting for them. A used set of utensils was set by the door ready to be taken away. The royal within the cell was seated atop his bed, crosslegged and comfortably reading a book with only the soft yellow light of a lamp to aid him peruse through the text.