All three of them ran towards the maze. The sky was dark, the blue moon lighted up the sky in an eerie presence. There was a thickness in the air that Rosamund couldn’t understand. The fogginess made it difficult to even see the way. Once they reached the maze, Rosamund saw that everyone was present. There were guards everywhere. Even King Thomas and Queen Beatrice were in attendance along with the knights from the Marigold. The three of them stopped once they met with the others.
“What is going on, here?” King Thomas exclaimed.
“Why am I hearing from the maids that the king has gone berserk?” Queen Beatrice’s voice pierced through the air, silencing the murmur in the crowd that had formed from all the disturbances. The knights had formed a barrier between the maze and the people in th
