A loud knock echoed and the throne room went silent. Lord Charles stood in front of the throne, halfway through his report, but he stopped to look at the door.
"See who is at the door," Caius said without hesitation. If he had to sit through another report, he was likely to lose his mind.
Maximus bowed and marched towards the door. The lords exchanged glances, wondering who would dare interrupt.
"Shall I continue, Your Majesty?" Lord Charles asked.
"No," Caius replied without looking at him.
Part of him prayed that Rose needed him. He would excuse himself and put Rylen in charge. He would much rather hear the summary later.
The doors opened, and Delan's brown hair caught his eye. His eyes were wide, and his body language was frantic as he whispered to Maximus.
Maximus nodded and turned to Caius, bowing. "Please excuse me, Your Majesty."
"What is going on?" he asked, standing up.
