Thirty minutes after Frey had returned from delivering the summons to the queen the throne room was still missing her, the king had already lost his patience and was on the verge of issuing another order, one with a much heavier consequences hen she strolled into the throne room without announcement or presence, much like a maid would casually walk around a table changing out beverages for their guests queen Isabel walked in so silently that her feet left no indent on the crimson carpet, neither did they leave any sound, you could only see that she was there if you looked.
"Isabel..."
"Yes my king?" She responded interrupting the king's train of thought and making him pause for a few seconds before he cleared his throat, and then Cecelia remembered something that lofa had told her very
