The knights who stood guard outside the door immediately bowed their heads, paying their respect to the king and commander. They attempted to follow behind, but the commander raised his hand to stop them.
"You're excused."
"Yes, commander." They had no place questioning the decision of their commander, bowed again and walked in the other direction.
"It's him, isn't it?" King Gray asked without looking back, his steps hurried and purposeful.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Commander Lance replied. "The priestess was the one to make the call. The decision on where to meet has been left to your discretion."
"Then tell the priestess we will be coming to her in the late hours of the night." The king instructed and then came to a sudden halt. Looking over his shoulder, he added. "Make sure no one finds out about this."
"Of course." Commander Lance nodded. This was his cue to leave; he had to make sure everything was ready for their nightly outing.
