Sounds of commotion faintly rang up to the second floor. The muffled panic rose but for a brief moment before falling again to its muffled norm. Footsteps echoed down the halls. Doors opened and closed. Glass shattered. A thud sounded. Then silence fell.
Shouted commands from the guards in the ballroom resounded through thick wooden doors. Then, the low droll of voices gave way to a stampede of armored guards down the hallway of the second floor. They seated themselves one per every other window and the entryway below the balcony slammed shut and barred closed. Information barked from one to another, and the guards scrambled to lock down the estate.
A murder has occurred in the ballroom.
