Merrymaking had continued around the palace with the guests oblivious to the tension brewing in the host kingdom together with the fate of its king. I loathed the idea of it, knowing my mate, their host, was bound and probably suffering at the hands of my own flesh and blood while they ate, drank and danced.
It had, however, been decided that it was for the best that the merry atmosphere be maintained. With the guests being continually filled with wine, none or few would notice the absence. It would also speak of Xatis still standing despite the capture of its king. A message clearly meant for his captors.
"Your highness, my lords and ladies, the tenth search party has returned empty handed." Rakon's strained voice carried over the the council chambers as he bowed before my mate's fathe
