The army descended from their horses and surrounded Kiev and Callis, their swords and spears poised and ready.
Armel's fear became evident. His face turned pale, and his trembling knees betrayed his anxiety. The instinct to flee surged within him, but Luke, sensing the intention, cautioned him against making any sudden moves.
Meanwhile, the captain of the authority army, recognising the grand duke, swiftly approached him to assess the situation.
"Your Highness, are you all right?" the captain inquired. "We received a report from Lady Rogers, Count of Medhir's daughter, stating that your mansion is under attack."
Rafe and Eric turned their gaze towards Kyren, their eyes filled with anticipation, waiting for his response that would determine the course of events.
Kyren, maintaining his composure, assured the captain, "I'm all right. I appreciate your support. However, I believe there has been a mistake. There is no attack on my mansion."
