Baileywick in turn filled the King and Queen in on everything they knew while Cedric leaned over the bed Sofia was laying on. Their relationship may have been a secret but their friendship wasn't, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. King Roland sent word to capture and detain Eleanor before she could do any more damage.
"Can you do anything, Cedric?" Queen Miranda asked.
"I can certainly try, but the problem is I don't know what Eleanor's done to her," He sat on the edge of the bed.
"Sofia even told us she had a bad feeling about Eleanor, and we didn't listen," Roland groaned.
"Honey, that's not-"
"Eleanor's nowhere to be found, your highness," The guards burst into the Royal chambers.
"What? Where could she have gone?" Roland asked.
"We have no idea, sir. She's left a note that says, 'Took you long enough.' What should we do?" The lead guard said.
"Baileywick, go with some guards and bring James and Amber here right away, then continue looking. The land isn't safe until she's found," The king said.
The guards nodded and left.
"Excuse me, your highness, but she can obviously shapeshift; finding her will be no easy task." Cedric absentmindedly played with the ends of Sofia's hair.
"Someone has to try," Roland replied sternly. "Now, if you're not going to be of any help, go back to your tower."
"Roland! Don't be so harsh. Maybe go get some spell books, and then bring them back here? We have at least a dozen guards keeping this room safe," Miranda suggested. Just then, the groggy children came into their parents' room. Cedric nodded and stood up.
"Yes, your highness," Miranda could see the plain worry on his face for her daughter, and had noticed how he touched her in this short amount of time. She believed he would do all he could to save her.