Alexa glanced at Tyler, "why do you wear all black?" She asked turning her full attention to him, she needed something to do

Tyler was slightly surprised she even talked to him after the incident, but he kept his features smooth. "A couple reasons. 1: it's my favorite color 2: it doesn't draw that much attention 3: it's easier to sneak around in the shadows in." Tyler answered, keeping his deep, rough voice low as not to attract any unwanted attention. He leaned against the back wall with his arms crossed, glancing down towards the belt of daggers he wore. You couldn't really see it, just a glimpse of metal now and then, but he wore a belt with at least ten daggers on it. You could say he was good at throwing them.

Alexa nodded, her teal eyes flashed, "I so wish I could dance.." she said bored, she turned her head and glanced at her mother and father who were dancing, Alexa sat back and rolled her eyes

Tyler shifted awkwardly. His job was to fulfill all of Alexa/ needs.. but he really extremely hoped this wasn't one of them. Then again, if she gave a direct order that he had to dance.. or even just asked he had to do it. Tyler made a slight face. "I'm glad ima redneck, or that would be the most embarrassing thing ever known to man kind." He muttered, envisioning himself out on the dance floor either standing stiffly or... drunk and Jumping up and down like he's crazy. Both very bad. He rolled his shoulders, taking a small breath

Alexa continued to watch the dance floor, and stifled a yawn, it was boring to watch other people dance

Tyler shifted again, a small dagger starting to press into his side. He grumbled something and took a step back, Leaning against the wall again. Tyler muffled a sigh, watching Alexa's bored expression

Alexa gestured for a servant who was carrying a platter of drinks, to come over, Alexa knew she probably was not going to dance tonight, but that didn't mean she couldn't get drunk

Tyler shifted again. He felt something was wrong... but he couldn't quite place a finger on it. He watched Alexa pick up the drink, then his eyes widened. "Alexa, no!" Tyler shouted, grabbing the drink out of her hands. He peered at it, then dipped a finger in and tasted it, just the tiniest bit. It was... he suddenly felt sick. "It's poisoned." He growled, looking at the others. They all looked the same. There were people around the room that started to look woozy, then fell down. People started screaming. Tyler looked around quickly, racing down and grabbing the king and the queen, who looked unaffected. He snatched Alexa's arm and guided the, out the door and up to a safe house room as fast as he could

"How!, the servants made that, they would never poison us!, right?" She said, she looked down at the grip Tyler had on her arm, "I think we're safe now, you can let go of me"

Tyler took a breath, glancing down where he was still gripping her tightly. He let go, immediately locking the safe house doors. "Stay here." He told the king, queen, and princess. "And don't yell at me for telling you what to do. In times of danger, that's my job." He snapped, turning on his heels and opening the door. Before he left he took off his jacket, revealing the daggers and some muscle, but with a black shirt and a grim expression. He slammed the door shut, and said through the metal, "lock it from the inside." Then he was gone, searching the hallways. Half the people in the throne room were dead, and the other half had left as fast as possible. He searched for the maid that brought the, their drinks, and grabbed her arm, pushing her to the wall. "Why were those drinks poisoned?" He snarled, looking the small lady in the eye. "I .. I don't know!" She cried, trembling. Tyler growled, "did anyone but you touch them? Anything unusual?" The lady thought for a moment, then, through a teary tone answered, "I was having trouble carrying all the drinks to the crowd, in the halls. This guy who I haven't seen before came up behind me and asked if I needed help. I thought he was just being nice, so I gave him the drinks. He gave them back at the throne room. I might so stupid, he was facing away from me so I didn't see if he put something in them!" The lady sobbed.

"what did he look like?" Tyler shook her slightly, snapping her back to attention. "He.. he had blonde hair ... and blue eyes... and he wore a dark green shirt with the print of a lion on it'll. That's all I know." She sniffed. Tyler let her go and raced through the castle. He saw a shadow moving along the walls. He followed the human for a couple steps, seeing blonde hair and a dark green shirt. Tyler raced up behind the man, body slamming him to the ground. He then grabbed the man around the throats and lifted him up. "What did you out in those drinks." Tyler snarled lowly, his voice menacing. This guy was short, maybe only 5'3. He trembled in Tyler's hands like a leaf in a winter storm. "I'm sorry I p-put a poison in. I got hired to do it it was just for money.." the guy sobbed. Once Tyler got his information he tightened his grip, raising the guy into the air. The man's eyes bugged out at he closed at Tyler's arm. He suddenly went limp. Once Tyler made sure he hadn't psssed out, not died, he hauled him over and up to a room in the castle. After that Tyler went and banged on the safe rooms door, thundering, "Open up. It's Tyler."