On Search For His Wife

The letter ended here. It was as if Theron's soul had left his body. He must have forgotten how to breathe, because after who knows how long, he felt his chest burning from lack of air. That made him snap back to his senses.

"N-No…Esther…she…"

Theron's shivering hands crumpled that paper into a ball and as his reddened eyes didn't know what they were searching for. 

'No, what the hell am I doing?'

With a burst of energy, Theron slammed his door open and ran out of his chamber ignoring everything else. 

"Your Majesty? What—" Sir Galien saw the King leaving in a hurry, still clad in his sleeping robe, and followed him despite not understanding the situation. 

Theron went to the long hallway that connected his palace to the Queen's residence. His guardian knight had to stop following as other than the King, no man was allowed to cross that corridor.