Gareth frowned. "Goodbye, Wallace." He reiterated to Sophia. "No, Sophia, something will happen. We are in grave danger." As if on point, the word 'danger' seemed to trigger a ringing of bells from outside the castle, and Gareth's calm, yet upset demeanor collapsed into an alert, the ringing of the bells resounding through his head. "What's going on?" His voice shook with mixed confusion and terror, a chaos that indicated something was going wrong. These were not the bells used to indicate a new day, or the bells used on special occasions, these were the bells of peril, which rang from the top of the Tower of the Thistle. Harker had never heard them before, but their deep, foreboding tones and low pitch solved his questions about their purpose almost immediately. He needed to find Sir Walden and get information on what was going on, Sophia wouldn't know; however, he wasn't leaving until Jezin arrived to take Sophia to safety.