"I rested well, after bumping into the captain of the guard." He laughed silently and Allen pursed his lips, "I went to look for this mysterious intruder, only to find myself caught by a squad of guards, who thought I was another intruder. The captain was not amused to see me, he said that the intruder was already caught and I best go to bed. And so I did." He laughed sheepishly.Â<br/><br/>Allen bowed, "My apologies for notifying you sooner."<br/><br/>Kyle nodded, "I do appreciate undertaking challenges frequently." He looked up as the doors opened and the two servants placed two trays of bread, assorted pastries and a pot of tea. They excused themselves with a bow and left the room.Â<br/><br/>Kyle took a piece of toast and began to spread butter over it, "Your leg. Is it alright?"<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Vesta struggled against the shackles, the metal cutting into her skin and drawing blood. She stopped, sighing and started pulling against the chains again with renewed vigor, stopping whenever she heard the crash of metal soles against the stone floors.Â