The chancellor sighed. "Fine, Guard captain, priestess, do you vouch for this man." He looked at the two next to Ludwig, with scrutinizing eyes.
"With our lives," they both replied at the same time. There was no hesitation in their voices, and that steadiness changed the shape of the room more than any drawn blade.
"Then come with us, we'll need to take a look at his majesty, guards, follow us," the chancellor said as the group walked out of the room.
As they moved, Ludwig felt that he put himself in a bit of a pickle, but he wasn't too worried, all he needed to do was inspect the king, and see the cause for his sickness. Finding the solution to the issue lies with the rest of the people here. He counted doors and corners softly, a private map that could be folded in a breath if needed. The palace hummed with a contained tension he recognized from barracks before dawn.
"When did… his majesty start having issues…"
