While the demi-humans and Beastkin were busy planning their next moves within the Bolvar Tribe's territory, the humans were already taking a step ahead of them.
"How did this happen?!" King Fredrick slammed down his fist on the table before him. He was currently seated in his study, alongside his first son, Prince Alaric, and his wife, Queen Esmeralda.
"I do not know, Your Majesty." The messenger that had been unlucky enough to get tasked with delivering the letter to the King shuddered as he was pinned with King Fredrick's scorching glare.
"Get out of my sight, you lowly worm!" King Fredrick spat, his current image being the polar opposite of what he showed in public. The servant quickly turned around and fled from the study, leaving the members of the Royal Family to themselves.
A stifling silence filled the room before Prince Alaric sighed. "At least Brutus was able to find them before it was too late."
