Asher
A knock sounded on my door, followed by a guard's fearful voice. "Greetings, Prince Asher.". He began.
"Speak," I demanded as I stared at the ceiling. I just hoped my mother turned out okay; I didn't want to lose her, not now, not ever.
"The Council demands your presence in the council room immediately," he stated, as his retreating footsteps echoed heavily in the air.
Sighing, I ran a hand across my hair as I rose from my bed. The Council had arrived to check up on my mother after Alora informed them she was ill. I could only wonder why they would send for me.
Sighing for the umpteenth time today, I strode to the door and pushed it open. As I raced through the corridors leading to my mother's room, I found it very necessary to check up on her before attending to the council.
