Unknown's POV
My knife cuts through the perfectly done medium rare steak and I bring my fork up to my face to admire the slice of meat. As I continue enjoying my meal, the door to my study swings open with a bang. I drop my knife with the sudden intrusion and look up menacingly at the young man before me, his face a mixture of fear and confusion.
"What is it?!" I growl at his shaking figure.
"A-apologies s-sir, the guards at t-the main g-gate said the scouts s-smelled intruders at the barrier" he stutters pathetically.
"Then tell them to gather extra men and deal with it! It's probably rogues, they roam about looking for a quick kill" I wave him off before taking up my knife again.
"Y-yes s-sir" he bows slightly and then exits quickly.
I shake my head and then pause with my fork midw
