The golden orb rested drowsily on the horizon before finally ducking out of sight.  It's violet rays still lingered in the deep blue of the sky.  News of Lord Butches death had already reached the royal bed chamber.  It hardly struck a chord of sadness among the two occupants. In fact, it drew the opposite reaction.  King Aldreth bade his servants to circulate orders to meet in the great hall a little later that evening.  Aldreth had not expected the first death to occur so soon.  The combatants must be addressed.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, down in the catacombs, Eurich roused long before Lilliana.  He'd crept back around to the front of the long "C" shaped room and lit a lamp to write.  Words came to him like rain in a torrent.  Ink seeped through the oaky parchment and filled the air around him with a pungent smell.  Finally, the words stopped just shy of a completed sentance.  Nearly three full pages had come to pass bellow his pen, but froze just before the third could be completed.  As he heard Lilliana stirr, Eurich put the lid down on his writing desk and locked it with the tiny brass key he kept on his person at all times.<br/><br/>Lilliana sat up in his bed and straightened her large mass of yellow hair, blinking in the direction of the desk.  She figured that's where he ran to.  "Brother dear, do you ever rest?" She inquired to herself, obviously hoping for no verbal reply.  Suddenly her thoughts were inturrupted by the clap of rapid feet on the stone path.  She sighed, covered herself in one of Eurich's cloaks, draped over a wood and bronze wrack, and attended the runner.  Eurich was already standing, preparing to pull the curtain to recieve the servent.  Lilliana stood near him, more to be his voice than to see what was going on.  She wagered it was nothing that concerned her.<br/><br/>However, she soon found she was wrong.  "Your Majesties, I come bearing news of the death of Lord Butches."  Eurich nodded and the servant continued.  "His Majesty the King has ordered that all in residence of the castle attened a hearing this evening."  Lilliana dismissed the servant and he returned quickly to the upper floors of teh castle.  No human liked going into the catacombs, it reminded them of the constant presance of death in their lives that served as their master.