Dyon scanned the room silently, his gaze caused the ministers to feel a level of nervousness they had never felt before. Was this truly their King? When had his presence become so overwhelming?
Whereas some had broken out into a cold sweat, some of the more elderly and quiet ministers who had participated in the debate silently nodded to themselves, happy with the growth of their King. It seemed that every sovereign needed some pressure in order to grow.
Finally, Dyon spoke. "Bring me a collection of every important event that had occurred up to ten years prior to my father's death." Luckily, Dyon's grand teacher wasn't to sadistic and had given him some fragmented memories. But, it was clear that it wasn't nearly enough. "Include detailed information about everyone in our village, and all notable figures within our enemies.
