Princess Soya paced back and forth in her private chamber with a tense face. Her black silk robe trailed behind her as she walked, barely making a sound against the polished stone floor. Her eyes gleamed with impatience, and her perfectly painted nails drummed rhythmically against her crossed arms. A knock at the door made her pause.
"Enter," she commanded.
Two servants hurried in, bowing deeply before her. One of them, a young woman with downcast eyes, dared to step forward first.
"Princess Soya, we gathered news regarding the Frost Family's army… about their 20,000 Supreme Mages." She said timidly.
"Speak quickly. I have little patience for drawn-out tales today."
The young woman gulped, her hands shaking nervously. "Our spies reported… that… Lord Kent, he… he sent the entire army on vacation. All 20,000 Supreme Mages have returned to their homes."