The secret of the dwarf planet

"Prince Phillip, Her royal highness has requested that you report to headquarters immediately."
Phil froze, he could feel the guards cold breath on his neck, quickly he spun around to face the gaurd, replacing his frightened expression with a smile, hoping to hide his fear, had the queen finally found out about what he had been doing?
"My Lordship, are you alright?" The gaurd asked, more out of impatience than concern.
Phil swallowed hard and met the guards gaze "Why of course, Sir Howell, I will report to headquarters shortly, You are dismissed"
Sir Howell sighed, and lowered himself into courteous bow, before escorting himself out of the room.