Dominic returned to the house with Wilkes, and walked into even more chaos than the Royal Guard Team Leader's make out session.
The furniture was overturned, there was blood on the floor, most of which smelled human, and half the dining room decorations were smashed.
"What in the world went on while I was out? I only went to place an order for the jousting event?" He shouted, bringing Liz, one of the kitchen maids, running.
"Your Grace, it's horrible.
The Monarchs are fighting, and I don't know what got into them. I was cleaning dishes when it started, but they were all shouting about betrayal, and then it turned into a brawl.
It only stopped when that old Witch made them.
What do I do? Is there spare decor for dinner? The table is broken, but we're supposed to start serving soon, and I don't know what to do."
Wilkes paled and rushed upstairs to check on Alexis.
He hadn't seen a notice on her communications token, but admittedly, he hadn't been paying close attention.
