Thwal runs through the halls of the royal palace, along with two other lower ranked guards as the sound of the small battle in the streets were muffled by the marble walls. Finally reaching their destination, a immaculately designed door with a carving of The Royal Family crest in its wood "Your Majesty?" Thwal said, knocking on the door and waiting for a few seconds, the silence almost defining. Thwal then let out a sigh, knocking again, a little harder this time "Come on Your Majesty, this is kind of important!"