A few minutes after the escape of the queen and her vassals, the chancellor walks within the halls of the dungeon. He touches the stone wall with his finger. With a single stroke, ominous magic coats the entire dungeon premise, allowing him to feel any lingering traces of the mysterious intruder he sensed earlier.
He grimaces as he realizes his blunder.
"Oh my, they're gone. If it wasn't for the Trickster, I would have captured the culprit and added him to my specimen collection. Well, that's a bit of a waste."
"Why have you gone here, chancellor?", a voice asks him from behind.
"Ah, my apologies, your majesty. It seems that the Estries have escaped. They dug out a tunnel that reaches the land just a meter from the moat. They were quite in a hurry..", he says as he adjusts his glasses.
