"Your Majesty! We have news from the Seventh Prince!" A voice said.
The man who spoke seconds ago walked down a long aisle to quickly deliver an alarming message.
"Hu'er?" A baritone voice reverberated from within the room at the end of the aisle.
"Errrr!" The pulling of a large, double gold door reverberated in the aisle.
Moving quickly to reach the man who sat atop the throne, the man sped up.
"Your Majesty!" The voice said as he kneeled, presenting the message transmitter.
"Go hurry!" The King said as he pointed towards the magic message carrier in the man's hands.
"Yes, Your Majesty," a man standing to the left of the throne responded.
The man wore a burgundy long skirt with a long ride that overlapped at the top.
A blackhead rap or head cover with two wings like a flap is on the top of his head.
He looks to be an eunuch.
He carried a whip in his arms as he hurried down the stairs of the throne.