Colour throne

Liberation

As soon as the flash of light disappeared, I jumped down from the dais of the throne and slashed my sword through the mist. Once the mist cleared, I realized that they were no longer here and threw my sword down in frustration. My friends joined me, but they didn't seem that frustrated. Loth hit the tile, leaving a dent and skittered across the throne room.

     "Who were they?!!?" I shouted, "Why did that man have the Sword Of Destiny? And how did they know where Alexia went?"

     "Relax Lenard," Richard muttered as he bent down to retrieve my sword, "Plenty of people make forges of the sword. That's probably just another fraud. Besides, there's lots of Alexia's in the world. They could be talking about some random one in the Red Kingdom or something."

     "Well," I continued, "How could you explain the dispersing? And the weird disk thing that the man was talking too?"

     "That's obviously magic," Hal said, "If Richard is right, and they are from the Red Kingdom, Ivor could have easily supplied that for them. For all we know, they could be spies."

     "Weird spies," I said, "What spy would walk around asking for Loth? And they somehow managed to get inside the palace without anyone noticing. How did they do that?"

     "As I mentioned before," Richard replied, "They could have been supplied with magic. I'm sure that there's a spell that can make someone go unconscious, or sleep just for a couple moments."

     "Alright, boys," Hal said, "We need to get that resistance found. We can't stand here and bicker like children."

      As much as I wanted to tell him that we weren't bickering and actually talking about something important, I knew that he was right. The Green Kingdom soldiers can't liberate the Gray Kingdom if we don't have the help of the resistance.

     We walked over to the tile and pulled on it with all our strength. After a couple attempts, the tiles shifted and creaked across the throne room. Suddenly, we heard voices across the hall and we pulled three times harder on the tile.

    Finally, the tile gave away and we all dove in. Hal pulled the tile back over just as a torch light illuminated the throne room.

     "Could've swore that I heard someone here." Said a voice above us, "We should check this place, just to make sure nobodies here."

     "Agreed," Another voice said, "Weird thing that happened to us, eh? One second we're on guard and the next, I feel like I need sleep more than anything. We fall asleep, and wake up a while later. What kinda witchcraft is this?"

     "I know right?" The first voice said, "Don't worry, once Ivor conquers Gala, he'll seek out those people who did it to us. They'll be publicly  hanged."

     "Don't say that so quick," The second voice replied, "The Red Kingdom's losing their grip on the land. Word has it that The Gray Kingdom secretly has a resistance underground, can you image that?"

     "I know," The first voice replied, "People even say that there's a secret tunnel underneath this very palace. Something about a tile?"

     "What losers! If there was a tunnel, we would have long discovered it by now!"

    The guards shared a laugh and walked away. I finally exhaled and looked up. Richard lit a torch and held it in front of me. We were in a long narrow tunnel with dirt on the tunnel walls. Along the wall were torches, but they didn't look like they had been lit for a long, long time.

     We walked along until we came across a wooden door. There were voices on the other side of the door.

    "That must be the resistance!" I whispered to Richard