"Lord Governor Solus, what should we do now?" Aronin asked, his voice filled with concern. The weight of his question hung heavily in the air as I stood atop the balcony of the opulent palace that overlooked the sprawling city of Elandria. The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the cobblestone streets below. Aronin, my trusted advisor and confidant, awaited my response, and I knew that my decision would shape the fate of our rebellion and the entire Kingdom of Oromania.