As the days rolled in and out, the council members remained dutiful to their objective. They watched over all the camps and made sure to make any hostile move.
Knowing that Zev was protecting Vagoroth, they lived the days doing mostly nothing but sleeping. On some special occasions, they would spy on the humans' activities, trying to learn the most they can from them.
This routine went on for three weeks before something shattered the peaceful atmosphere like a vengeful creature.
It came in the form of a war horn that could be heard miles away.
*Hwoooooooo!*
The council members were in their tent when they heard the grim sound. They looked at each other with complex expressions.
Tor said, "That should be the king."
"Yes, he is the one we need to intimidate," agreed Kiera.
The four of them sighed as headed to meet the king.
