Ron paced through the halls of the castle after meeting with the various nobles. If Fenway had simply wanted a break, that would have been perfectly understandable; the job of King was hardly one to be coveted. But why, why, why would the man run off without at least telling someone? No, Fenway would not have gone off on his own for this long without sending word back. Something had to be afoot.
Well, Obderon intended to find out exactly what had happened, and to get him back if possible. He'd already put out a few feelers, now all that was left was to wait and see if anything came from it. He headed to the audience chamber, not looking forward to what the day was about to bring him.
