The next day, Cassian showed up at the less crowded fancy building of a quorum. Specifically, the building served as a military base where every high member of the council met, including the Duke himself, and crazily enough, the building was situated close to the border between Carmarthen and another strange town known as the Whitebrige city's capital.
With his Majesty making the decision to take part in today's luncheon meeting, Cassian could guess the reason for this impromptu meeting had to be crucial.
Stepping into the building, the young lad was dressed in a noble attire that commanded respect as the officers at the main door bowed their heads in greeting.
Already familiar with his peerless presence and appearance, they opened the door, granting him entrance into the building that led to an opened courtyard with a fountain in the middle, and Cassian unhurriedly stepped in.
