[center]Alexander James Francis Maximillion Nightingale [/center]


Alexander blinked. He froze, where he was, for a time. He was just barely able to look, or rather glance, behind him in the direction of the female voice upon hearing it. Footsteps were heard before the voice was. The king had not expected anyone to come looking for him other than a servant, let alone know where he was, up until just then. His eyes landed on....Princess Rosalind! His eyes grew wide and he attempted to get up on his own, despite everything that was happening, with himself and with his castle. 


"M....Milady! You must get out of here! You....you need to be somewhere safe!"


He ended up collapsing onto the floor again. It would be a struggle to return to a sitting position, let alone stand up. For some reason, not only was his magic growing out of control and bringing more, much more vengeful, shadows to life, ones that were more evil than the ones who guided them, but his strength seemed to be leaving him...and rather quickly. What was happening?! The gasps and cries of the guests could be heard, echoing throughout the castle. Things seemed to be getting worse and worse, the king managed to think. That was when he heard her call for guards. Alexander managed to shake his head. 



"D....do not! Run! Hurry, milady!"



He tried to plead with her. But his pleas seemed to be unheard at the moment. His eyes went wide and a gasp of his own could be heard when the princess was knocked unconscious. It took quite a bit of willpower not to scream and create more chaos, to make things even worse than they already were. 




"Princess!"



He called out her title rather than the other this time, for some reason. However, he did not care at the moment. Before he knew it, and before he could try to do anything, though, guards had taken the two of them out of the room. They were carried out of there rather quickly. The king tried to tell them to put him down, but they would not listen to him. He and the princess would be outside of the castle soon enough, and tents had been set up for him and the guests. Servants were fleeing as well. However, everything within the castle seemed to....stop....when the king was no longer within its' walls. The chaos was now around them outside! 




The maid from earlier was watching, hiding amongst the other servants. She smirked. She could afford to do so since not a single soul was looking in her direction. The king was suffering, just as she had intended. The chaos causing the girl who got in the way to suffer as well was just an unexpected surprise, in addition to what she had intended. She was glad to see it.... very glad indeed. The maid just barely managed not to chuckle, thinking how the king deserved all this for what he had done. This woman was truly, well, evil, or so one would say or think if they knew her, or saw what she had done and such.  Her revenge plan was all coming together, or so it would seem to that servant. 




Alexander refused to stay on the cot he had been placed on. He kept trying to get to the princess who was on a nearby cot. His shadow was trying to get back to hers. Anyway, Alexander would not stay put and he started to shout at servants who tried to keep him from moving, sounding upset for the first time in a long time. 



"Do not touch me! Let me go! I must make sure she is unharmed!!"



Eyes widened upon seeing and hearing that from the king himself.