Behind Phoenix, taking notes on a large piece of scroll, was the kingdom's notary/accountant, Brienne. She was here to jot down any suggestion that might turn into eventual laws, projects, or edicts, to make sure everything was recorded.
As the council Leon had amassed was larger than this one, Brienne's note-taking skills had been honed to an expert level, and her scrawling on the paper was almost at an inhuman level.
She was ready, feather in hand, with a large container of ink.
Phoenix turned her head over to Declan first.
"Have you gone over the notes and archives of your predecessor yet, Declan?"
"Aye. It was a messy compilation, to say the least. But everything he did was in order with his role. He may have been a pretentious prick, but he was diligent in his duties."
"Good. From what you gleaned, is there anything that needs to be hanged or remedied at all?"
