The following week-
Smith was in his quarters, sharpening his sword, when he heard knocking on his door. "Come in!" Trisha suddenly burst in with a worried look on her face and instantly Smith jumped up. "Sir Smith, my son is gone! He's not in his quarters and no one has seen him since yesterday!" "Don't worry, m'lady. I will find the Prince." -Smith quickly grabbed his sword and leaped out the window, landing unharmed and running off to find the Prince- The search went on for hours on end, and the only thing that was found were some foot prints leading into the graveyard, though they didn't lead back out. All throughout the night and into the following day Smith searched tirlessly for his pupil and all to no avail.