Diego followed after the guard to warn the royalty. As he did, a plan formed in his head. If he got paid well enough for this, he may be able to get a horse and escape this damn city. He could go farther south. He knew the kidnapping rate was rising, which he wouldn't mind (who would want to kidnap Diego?) and security was too. Not to mention that tremendous debt he owed to the mafia boss, and the lack of rats and cats that he usually ate when times were tough. People were leaving, and so was the money.

Diego entered the castle with the guard, ready to share all he knew.