William stormed through the palace, no-one daring to get in the man's way. His eyes radiated a deep chill as he arrived in a small, heavily guarded corner of the Palace. Looking at the two Unyeilding Gurads they gave a single nod, opening the doors for him.
Isra sat alone, reading a small book and waiting. "William." Her voice was soft as the man rested his hand on her shoulder. "How is he?"
Looking down in regret he could only muster a bitter smile as he moved to the press. "His Majesty is a strong person, but even he will struggle with this." Isra could only give a small nod as she leaned back letting out a deep exhale.
"I understand. I should be with him."
"In time. For now, his Majesty has to deal with everything happening in Far Mile and you have to look after things in his absence." Isra gave a knowing nod but it didn't change the fact that she wished to go to Alfred's side.
"Everything is ready for you. But why the rush?