King Oberon strode in, his presence commanding the attention of everyone present. Queen Maeve, felt an overwhelming sense of relief at his arrival. She quickly broke from the small gathering, practically running toward him, her voice breathless as she spoke.
"Thank the gods you're here, Oberon!" Maeve began, her voice trembling with urgency. "See what I was telling you about! You give a child a little freedom, and he thinks he can do anything now. Aldric brought a Ka'er into the palace—"
But King Oberon cut her off, raising a hand dismissively. "What is going on here?" he asked, not even bothering to look at her. His tone was cold and distant, as if she hadn't been speaking to him at all.
