Another dawn in Ascencia and again the warning bell woke everyone.
King Nixon jolted awake his wife doing same after him, they glanced at each other with dread boldly spelled in their expressions, they dreaded imaginary at the thought of, what could have gone wrong this time around? He slung out of bed his wife doing the same from her corner, together they dashed out of their room still dressed in their nightwear just in time to see Mr. Baldwin running down the hallway. King Nixon’s gaze widened in panic at seeing his aged advanced steward run like someone chased by a mad dog and he knew at once that all was not well.
“My lord! My lord!!” Mr. Baldwin threw himself at the King’s feet, his breathing heavy as expected as a result of the run. King Nixon looked and saw tears in the old man’s
