Aragon had no idea what to do right now. He couldn't go on missions like he used to, not when the one who gave them to him was dead now. He felt lost and unsure of his purpose. Aragon knew he needed to find a new direction, but the thought of starting over was daunting.
While he was pondering over what to do next, meanwhile, in the confines of the palace, the king, flanked by his trusted allies, convened a somber meeting within the intricately adorned walls of the grand chamber. The air was heavy with tension, and each participant was acutely aware of the gravity of the situation they faced. The king's mother, a formidable presence in her own right, exuded an air of regality as she sat beside her son, her eyes filled with concern.
