News of a Wounded Sirius

The king was seated in his office, rubbing his temples and not at all on top of things like he usually was, "It's like the world is trying to implode from the inside out," the man exclaimed just as the three girls were making an entrance.

"Is something wrong, Father?" Lina called out.

"Yes, Drake. Something is wrong. Well, I'm not sure if I would… wait, Lina, could you please stay in character?" the king exclaimed, finally noticing it was a feminine voice that had referred to him as 'father.'

"It's contagious. I can't help it sometimes," the girl chuckled, taking her seat in front of the king's desk. The king took his time before addressing them.

Queen Martha had refreshments brought to the office and served the king. He was oddly tense for a normal meeting. The tension in the room made the suspense worse.