Barge in was one of Cedric messnager, his lungs gasping for breath. Cedric dropped the cup of wine, and his attention drifted on the guard.
"My lord, I have some news to share," he stammered, his voice stressed out. Cedric stood up, reaching out to him. "What must it be to bring you here even tho tired. Are our enemies announcing a way? " he said, his mind racing to conclusion.
The messenger stood up as he tried to rest his voice. All the royal chiefs and commander stood, their eyes fixed on the messnager
"What must he have to say that holds so much importance?" they all wondered
With some water brought for him, he drank little "its the princess, my lord," He said briefly.
"Elena. What about her? " Cedric asked, anxious and curious. His face etched in worries. A gasp as the messnager continued. "She was spotted heading here, the princess his on her way back to the kingdom."