067

When the sun had set that same day, Arthur was already back and had discussed how everything went with Freya. He was taking a nap when the loud noise that kept reverberating in his ear forced him to sit up.

He focused, to know if the noise he heard while asleep was real or his hallucinations. His brow arched when he realized that it was the voice of the ministers. “What is going on out there? Is it also written in the Pack constitution that the King will never rest?” he grimaced.

Several times, he wanted to force himself to get back to sleep again but couldn't. It looked like they were screaming in his eyes once he laid back on the bed.

“Who's there?” he screamed, and a guard came in and got to his knees. “What is going on out there? Or am I beginning to hear things?”

The guard shook his head. “The Ministers are protesting in the front of the hall chamber.”

“Why? Did anybody die?” he climbed down from the bed gently since the guard failed to answer his second question. He put on his r