"Uh…now that you mention it, we've been going up for an awfully long time, haven't we?" Kenta grinned sheepishly.
"You haven't got a clue?" Terrin asked.
"We're in the castle...somewhere…" Kenta said optimistically.
"We're trying to get out." Terrin replied.
"Erm…we'll just ask someone." Kenta said. "Let's go this way." He suggested, as they reached the top of the staircase.
Terrin followed as they walked down the hallway. "There's voices there!" He said as they neared the location. "You could ask them!"
"Here!" Kenta threw open a large wooden door.
The chatter from the room died down at the sudden entrance.
"Oops…" Kenta muttered and tried to turn, failing as the door had been blocked by two guardsmen.
"Er…Kenta?" Terrin asked.
"Wrong room, Terrin. We're in the king's counseling room…and that's the king!" Kenta whispered.
Terrin gulped. Just what had he gotten himself into?
