We continued through the hall. At some point, we had run out of things to say. Finally, we reached the audience chamber.
“I’m afraid this is where we part ways,” Fiona said, coming to a stop. “I don’t know what His Majesty wants, or why he summoned you alone. But...”
“I know.” I gave her a soft smile. He clearly didn’t intend to just offer words of thanks. Nonetheless, I had to go. “I’ll be fine. This is my second time meeting him. Besides, whatever happens,” I said, placing my hands on the door to the audience chamber. The smile disappeared from my face. “It’s not like I’ll die.” No matter what sort of trap I was stepping into, I could guarantee that.
I pushed the door open.