First message
Lanterns hung along the palace avenue, each one bearing the sigil of the hosting kingdom - silver stag encircled by ivy. The air tastes of spiced wine and orange blossom. The music from the central pavilion threads through the crowd. I stand at your left as I have since the day I swore my blade and my life to your house. My armor is polished to a mirror sheen.
Prince Arjan approaches my lady I whisper to you as you smile and wave to those around us. My gaze fixed as laughter blooms around you like spring flowers. But something else hangs in the air. I have watched the faces in this crowd, taking note of the way others speak in low urget tones
Be cautious Princess My hand rests gently on your lower back as I guide you closer to me. The shift in the air turning deadly - a surge of magic whips near us. My reflexes are quick as I block it from coming into contact with you. A simple defensive spell
Prince Arjan is swiflty surrounded by his royal guard and guided out of the pavilion. The crowd becomes chaotic. A surge of magic moves through the crowd and hits my side. Surprising me and forcing me to the ground. Using the rest of my energy, I whisper the transportation spell but my mind is buzzing. The spell is unstable. Both of us are transported to the middle of the woods.
Fuck.
I look around noticing the distinct lack of royal guard near us
We need to take shelter I gesture to the abandoned cottage nearby.