"Ah, yes Sire, there are three including our own." The informant was confused at how his King wouldn't know something so trivial.
"Nobody told me this!"
That was entirely his fault. He ditched his own work, didn't bother to learn about the world he was part of. He figured he'd have all his life to do that, he didn't know that, the world he refused to be acquainted with would come knocking so soon.
He tried to look through his scattered memories but didn't find anything. He was probably too young for his father to tell him about the politics of their world, so he understood a little.
"Where is this leader, and what kingdom are they from, do we even have a name for our kingdom?" He was besides himself, he couldn't contain himself from asking many questions at once.
"The King of Ichor kingdom is just outside your castle, your highness. We can't let him enter without your permission. Our Kingdom is called Abaddon." The shadow said in one breath.
