Thedas was just rubbing his face, letting out sighs as he read one of the reports again. The bandits were getting brave again, of course he would have to send a few more patrols down that road later on today. That's when he heard the pounding of boots getting closer to the door.

Getting to his feet, just as the door slammed opened he gave the guard a look of concern. "The Queens in labour," with that little sentence Thedas had taken off running down the hall toward the infirmary.