The grand hall was filled with an air of anticipation as the kings settled into their seats, their expressions a mixture of wariness and determination. The soft glow of candlelight illuminated the room, casting long shadows that seemed to dance along the walls.
The Grandmaster cleared his throat, his voice resonating through the hall. "Gentlemen, we are gathered here once again to address the grievances that have strained our kingdoms. It is imperative that we find a resolution to restore peace and stability."
The Autumn King leaned forward, his voice tinged with frustration. "Grandmaster, I demand a thorough investigation into the events that unfolded on the Aurore Island. I am innocent of any wrongdoing, and I will not allow these baseless accusations to tarnish the reputation of my kingdom."
