Charles wanted to conduct a little test to see if all hope was lost. He would sneak up on Alpheus from behind and throw a knife directly at his back. He had always been an excellent hunter and knife throwing was a good way to finish off a kill.
He got his chance three days later when Alpheus went off in search of the palace post master to send a letter. Taking aim, he had a perfect shot at the middle of that idiot's spine.
The knife flew directly at his target yet bounced off what seemed to be a wall of air and clattered to the ground. The prince whirled around at the noise and noticed the fallen knife with a mixture of confusion and alarm.
Having gotten the impossible answer he was searching for, Charles carefully crept away from the scene. He had been wearing gloves and the knife was not affiliated with the dukedom of Orla so he should be safe.