Knock-
Knock-
Knock-
As the conversation unfolded, a series of sudden and urgent knocks resonated through the door, attracting the attention of all three people in the office. Riz raised an eyebrow, his focused expression momentarily replaced with curiosity.
"Enter," Riz said, his voice projecting authority.
The door creaked open, revealing a figure standing in the doorway. The staff then entered the room, her face apologetic and slightly flustered. "Apologies for disturbing you, Your Majesty," she said, bowing respectfully.
The king waved his hand dismissively. "No worries. What seems to be the problem?" he inquired, his voice carrying a reassuring tone that sought to put the staff at ease.
"We receive a report that there are thousands of prisoners who just arrived at the capital," the staff informed the king with a sense of urgency in her voice.
