Lauchlan
It had been five days now and Lauchlan had opted not to return to the Guest House at all. He was getting nowhere with that line to see the king. It was moving at only 10 to 15 people a day right now. The king clearly had other pressing kingdom matters to attend to. He’d seen coven members, and seers go in and out of his office, as well as a few military generals.
So last night he’d walked away like everyone else had, when they were all dismissed and told to come back tomorrow. Only to step out of the castle gates and line right back up, there were four people in front of him right now, and he would not move from this line, would assure himself of an audience with the king by tomorrow; if nothing else pressing came up for the king, that was.
His unit had looked at him curiously,
