Galen studied the corpse. There was no doubt, this was the work of a darkling. They had arrived. He had to get to the queen quickly, or their presence might affect her control over her hidden powers. Walking towards the castle, he noticed that there was a greatly increased presence of patrols. Walking up to the castle gates, he was blocked by the two guards at the door who crossed their weapons in front of him.
"None are allowed past this point. The queen is resting and is not to be disturbed."
"Oh? That's unlike Irene... She's always so lively... Would you please let her know her old friend Galen has come to visit and needs to discuss an urgent matter with her? I would not have come were it not of the utmost importance."
And indeed, it was an act of desperation that had driven him to seek her aid. He only prayed that she would respond quickly... before he had to force his way into the courtyard to get her attention.