He turned uncertainly to leave only to stop short at the immediate and unmoving presence of one of the Queensguard. He froze, realizing the error of his actions.

The Queensguard spoke in a low rumble.

“You saw nothing today. You gave your message to the door guard and left. You did not see the Queen, her Highness did not see you. Is that clear?”

“Y- yes, of course.”

“You will not speak of this to anyone. If you do, you may expect a swift and painful death. Now leave.”

“I need to make a report to-”

“Swift and painful. Leave.”

The guard wheeled around and resumed his position opposite the door attendant, who swung the door shut behind him.

Breathing heavily, cloak wrapped tighter around him, he stepped back out into the rain.