The afternoon light heat scourged the land. The king was outside with Gilthunder and 5 other soldiers. The king was facing the gate, while the 6 soldiers were in a row facing the house door.
A strong voice from the king filled the air as he said, "Gil, make this mission a success. The princess can be there; if she's there, don't let her slip away." The king said, talking about her daughter as if he was talking about an enemy or something like that.
Gilthunder realized the king's words, and he said, "But sir, I'm sorry for questioning your ideas, but won't she hate you for that? He asked, his eyes narrowed and his face furrowed.
He looked aside as if he was embarrassed; he then scratched his beard and said, "You have a point, but how are we going to know whether she's there or not? What if she was kidnapped or attacked in the city?"
