CRASH!
The wooden shutters shattered as a heavy force collided with them from the outside.
Penelope scrambled to her feet.
Moments before, she had seen a silhouette of a person scurry past.
She had sought to wake Kion, but her hesitation only made it impossible to reach him in time.
And now she stood horrified in her master's room as three hooded figures made their way in, each of them bearing hatchets.
Penelope's heart hammered so fast she could hear it echo from her ears. The prince was simply a magnet for trouble, as it had seemed since they had embarked on this mission.
But the strangest thing about this all wasn't his affinity for attracting unwanted attention.
It was that somehow, through all the sudden noise and chaos, Kion remained fast asleep.
"On the ground, now!" The hooded figure in the middle barked orders at her, which she followed.
