The guard kneeled before Ansel, catching his breath.
He looked at the guard, his eyes filled with annoyance.
"This better be good," He grumbled, "I haven't had a moment to celebrate with Milady."
"Your Majesty forgive me for the interruption but there's something I have to inform you about," The guard disclosed.
"What is this concerning," Ansel questioned.
"I've been instructed to inform you about the matter privately, Your Majesty, "But it is an urgent matter that can't wait."
He looked back at Gabrielle, holding onto her hands.
"Please give me a moment," He sighed, gently kissing her hand, "I'll take care of this issue and then I'll come to celebrate with you later."
Gabrielle nodded, kissing the side of his cheek.
"I'll be waiting for you," She chirped, leaving the room, Josephine following behind her.
"I'll take my leave as well," Cobsworth stated, bowing to Ansel.
