The messenger had his orders. Despite having ridden for almost two straight days, he was still able to outrun the guards through the chambers, into the Queen’s Advising Room.
He took only a second to scan the room as he practically dove over the spears trying to block his entrance and landed in a knelt position.
“Your Majesty, General Dren’s message!”
The queen held up a hand to the approaching guards.
“Steady. You will not harm this messenger for following my orders.”
She opened the scroll and read it.
“Instead you will kill him for bringing me such terrible news!”