<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Taren</div><div class="spoiler_body">Making his way to the balcony, Taren was able to spot a cohort of guards, weapons drawn, rushing to the prince's tower. There they vanished from his sight, but not his familiar's. Flying above the guard's heads, the beast was able to watch as the guards caught up to Thazel Daragon just outside the prince's study. Prince Aereze was slung over her shoulder. His hands were bound, a knotted rag fastened between his teeth, and there was a dazed look in his eyes. The guards shouted for Thazel to halt in the name of the king, but she whipped around, her expression grim. She uttered an incantation, touched a hand to her necklace, and magical vines burst through the floor. They wound around the guards, binding them firmly in place, and Thazel turned and bolted up the stairs. </div></div><br/><br/>The king's guards formed a circle around him and Qaizel, who appeared quite distraught. Neither of them were going anywhere. Araeth pointed to the door and said, "Go! My brother is more important. You mustn't let any harm come to him!"<br/><br/>Under the command of the king, Lou Lou and anyone who went with him would head to the tower. Outside the prince's study, they found the prince's guards bound up in a patch of magical vines, struggling with all their strength, but it was not sufficient. From the stairs up above, armored footsteps could be heard, rapidly moving farther and farther away.