Randall finished taking a quick stroll with his subordinate knights outside the castle, and when he returned back, he was disappointed to find that Prince Xanthus was still cooped up in his room. Out of concern, when he was going to pay him a visit, Randall found a young royal guard carrying two large barrels toward his room.
"Hey, you there!" Quickly acting on his impulse, Randall guarded that man and took a sharp look at the covered barrels in his hand.
The guard looked a little startled at his intervention but bowed his head down to offer his respect, "Commander Randall, what's the matter?"
"Why are you carrying these barrels towards Crown Prince's room? What's there in it?" In a stern voice, he inquired first.
But putting a perplexed face, the guard replied in a timid gesture, "Well…these are the barrels of alcohol that His Grace had requested for, Commander."
