(Sorry. That's my fault. It won't happen again.)

Ciara left the busy streets of the village and went to her cottage home. She was by herself, but she was happy. Or was she? She had conflicting thoughts with what happened today, but she wasn't going to let that stop her from doing her job. She put on her armour, and left to guard the castle, as she second commander of the army for the king. However, what she didn't know was really any personal things about the king, including his children.

Bentley went back to the palace as soon as he could, and went straight to his father, the king. He rarely liked to acknowledge the fact that he was technically royalty, but he still tolerated his father, and appreciated his word. He sat down on the throne next to his father, waiting to see what the king had to say.

Ciara stood outside the castle doors all night and made sure to note who came in and out, and block anyone who looked suspicious. She was able to stay up without getting tired because she was used to doing this. Ciara stood outside with another guard named Tony. He was a big muscular guy who was able to take down a pack of lions with just a finger. Or that's what the story is anyways. All she knew him as was a guard who had a big ego.

Bentley was incredibly bored, watching the hours tick by. Dawn painted the sky, and he was finally allowed to leave his father's side. He left the throne room, and went down to the stables and kennels, petting dogs and horses, his expression pure happiness.

Ciara went back throught the village and saw her cottage. She finally reached the cottage and went inside. She took off her armour and put on her pjs. This was her sleep time, since she mostly guarded during the night due to her exceptional night vision. She layed in her bed and fell fast asleep for the next 5 hours, until 11am strolled by.