Mad Mortal

One of the guards was running across the hall of the inn. His face was drenched in sweat. The order came straight from the majesty himself. 

The Pala Kingdom suddenly found itself in a tense situation. Everyone could sympathize with the guard running frantically toward the single door at the end of the opposite hall. 

*Click!

The guard raised his eyebrows before he stopped his advance. 

The door was pulled open before Hezar showed himself. His face was grim as he looked at the guard. He knew that the latter was sent by the king, nevertheless.

"What is it?"

"T-The king ordered your presence in the meeting room."

"I understand," said Hezar as he walked past him before stopping. "Keep an eye on the room for me, don't let anyone enter nor out!"

"I-I understand," said the guard before Hezar left.

Hezar nodded before he continued walking. His steps felt increasingly heavy as he approached the meeting room.