Old Friend
“Your Highness!” the guard who had gone to inform the Crown Prince exclaimed with a sense of urgency as soon as he was allowed to have an audience.
“Whoa! Calm down!” Alexander knitted his brows after seeing that guard breathing heavily and sweating profusely. “What’s the matter? Why do you look so… distressed?”
That guard’s chest was rattling as he began speaking without properly breathing first, “At the gate… There’s a man… He claims to be…” He gulped dryly and said while pointing outside the door of the Crown Prince’s chamber, “You should come, Your Highness. He is waiting at the gate.”
Alexander was way too confused as he couldn’t make sense of what the guard was trying to say. He was sounding too incomprehensible as he was whispering and breathing out words. “Who’s at the gate? Are you asking me to come with you?”