A hunch

"Your majesty, I don't think it is a good idea to follow the noise." Alejandro harshly murmured from behind. They had gotten quite close. The voice was booming louder now, however Mircea couldn't make out what they were saying. It was a blur of words. 

Following the voice there were screams, meaning whoever it was they were torturing the victim. A devilious thought crossed Mircea's mind. Had King Diomedes once again sent assassins to kill her?

"Do you wish that the person they are torturing would die?" She demanded without glancing back at them. All five of them were taking slow-measured steps toward the council hall that was kept for all the documents of the council members. 

A clipped response came from Alejandro, "No." 

Mircea killed the conversation and stalked closer to the room, slowly the screams were changing in cries of NO and the voice was clearing. They trudged five steps ahead before Mircea ordered them to blend in the shadows.