"Although we are all Major clans, there's a deeper conflict beneath the surface that is far greater than what's visible," she said these last words in a quieter tone, ensuring only Orion could hear them.
Nonetheless, those with keen ears caught her words, and although they loathed to acknowledge it, this was the grim reality of the current Prismerian Kingdom.
With the dwindling supply of gems used to awaken their magical energies and grow stronger, as well as the diminishing fruit harvests over the years, everyone sensed that something ominous, perhaps even a war, loomed on the horizon.
The Major clans were already feeling the effects of scarcity. While Orion's presence was indeed a blessing and a glimmer of hope for their desperate hearts, the undeniable truth remained: if any of the Major clans decided to meddle and stretch this matter to its limits, the situation could easily spiral into chaos.
