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A guard returned to escort the commander away but the king cleared his throat and looked at the guard. With a bow the guard left and closed the door behind him. From the lazy scowl he wore earlier his face now shifted to a soft expression of happiness. Commander Rar-sh now realising that she was never spoken to looked up surveying the room. Her eyes whipped to the throne but the king wasn’t there. Frantically she looked round until the king placed a hand on her shoulder. “Excuse my insolence my lord and saviour, king Algar, I shall leave at once.” Her voice croaked with fear as he smiled down to her. She knew that smile he was planning something he would enjoy. She kneeled down bowed her head and went to leave. “I didn’t say you could leave!” His voice carried through the hall. She stopped. With the grace of a swan and nobility of a lion he walked towards her. She was frozen in place. Turning to meet the kings gaze she looked up at him, his eyes locked onto hers and he stepped closer. Examining her face.