The soldiers, caught off guard by the prince's response, exchanged uneasy glances. Their intention had been to protect the library from potential intruders, but they had not anticipated encountering the prince himself.
Their nervousness was palpable as they hurriedly offered their apologies. "No, no, my prince," one of them stammered.
"Actually, we thought it was an intruder. We are really sorry to interrupt you. Please forgive us. We are taking our leave."
With their heads bowed, the soldiers quickly retreated from Prince Richard's presence, their footsteps echoing softly as they moved away. The library's lanterns cast flickering shadows across the shelves of books, and the room returned to a state of quietude.
However, before the soldiers could exit the library entirely, Prince Richard halted them with a stern command.