Winter's Festival: Part IV

Someone knocked Dylan's bedchamber's door.

"I m coming!"

Lizha got up and walked towards the door.

She opened the door, "Yes…" she said casually, "Bentley…"

Dylan turned and looked at the door.

"Bentley..."

Lizha turned and looked at Dylan.

"Your Highness. Your Imperial Highness's escort says he has a message..."

Dylan frowned and then nodded.

Lizha opened the door a little wider so Bentley could leave the message directly to Dylan.

Bentley bowed, "Good evening, Your Highness! I have a message from Your Imperial Highness..."

"I'm all ears..."

Bentley lifted his head.

"His Imperial Highness has sent me to inform that he is waiting for you in his solar..."

Dylan's eyes widened.

He's waiting for me… Dylan thought, totally confused.

"Your Highness..." Lizha caught his eye.

"Huh! Yes... I'll be right there..." Dylan said, already standing up.

"Thank you! I'll get deliver the answer..."

Bentley bowed and then left.