King Aethor's face remained stern like he always had but the shock in the room was so clear and thick. His advisers standing on either side of him and exchanged worried glances. The youngest of them, a man barely out of his twenties, stepped forward with expression of disbelief and concern.
"Archmage Adrius," the young adviser said, "with all due respect, you shouldn't present such grave news without solid evidence. Accusing a long-dead Mage of returning from the grave with such dark power… It's a claim that could cause panic."
Adrius turned to the young adviser. Before he could respond, another voice emerged.
This adviser was much older and his eyes carried the weight of decades of service to the kingdom.
