Furyk was about halfway through the pile of papers when the report of the stablemasters death showed up. "Damnit," he cursed out loud. Dropping the paper he started rising from his chair when a knock sounded at his door followed by a man in livery and armor.<br/><br/>"Sir!," The man said with a salute, right fist to heart. "The stablemaster has-" Furyk cut him off with a wave of his hand.<br/><br/>"I know. I just read it," he said with a motion of his hand to his desk. "I gather that the Queen sent you to fetch me?" At the mans nod Furyk nodded himself and motioned the other man to lead the way. He followed him out the door and out of the castle to reach Queen Xyna.<br/><br/>A few minutes later he came into the stable and bowed to the Queen. Standing up he looked at Endorel. "I am sorry to hear of your loss. Your father was a good man." Looking back to the Queen he said, "How would you like to handle this your Majesty?" That was Furyk, straight to the point.