This is it

Henrietta, the king's mage is antsy. The men she had sent to capture the real king and his aid must have returned by now. But they haven't. It means something is wrong, terribly wrong. Are they too late already? Has he regained his powers? No. If so, then she wouldn't be standing here alive. It means that they are missing something vital about the aid. No matter. She has to capture them both. Just then the vampire enters the room she is locked in. "You promised a captive Henrietta. Yet you failed. Tsk... tsk... tsk. That's so bad of you. Now, what shall we do?" He asked, staggering inside the room at a leisurely pace. "My... my king, it's just a minor hitch. Nothing more. We will capture them soon" "Is that so? Not according to my reports Mage" "Wha... what does it say?" "That they are going north. Farther from here. Why do you think they are traveling on that route?" "I... I..." "Let me tell