I was talking to one of my best sorcerers, a girl, surprisingly enough, named Argil, when there was a loud crash from the upper floors.
After a few moments, most of the sorcerers in the castle came rushing into the throne room, demanding to know what was going on and what they should do.
I ordered most of them to go up there and kill any intruders, but I kept the best ones downstairs. I had a feeling that, if these intruders where who I thought they would be, then they would have a backup plan.
This was what I had been expecting, and there were certain preparations that had to be made in the few moments I knew for certain I had before they came.