"No, my Queen, I apologize for not thinking that far ahead," Elder Hale replied, bowing his head even lower as a clear display of his apologetic demeanour.
Queen Selene nodded sternly at him before scanning the assembly once more. She asked, "Does anyone else have any objections?" Her gaze swept across the room, awaiting their responses.
One by one, they all shook their heads in agreement, including Elder Hale, who reluctantly joined the agreement.
Queen Selene was about to proceed with the next matter when the throne room's grand doors swung open.
King Brylon entered with a contingent of guards in tow, ascending the platform and taking his seat on the royal throne.
His gaze locked with Queen Selene's, and a silent exchange passed between them. He then turned his attention back to the council of elders seated before him.
