"The emperor wants to attack the kingdom of Zeustin?" Darius asked, feeling stunned by the news.
Regan sat down heavily in a chair, resting his head tiredly. "You heard me right," he replied, his breath slow and weary.
Darius looked around anxiously, letting out a deep sigh. "Your highness, you can't let him do that. We have to stop him," he said urgently. Regan sat up straight, meeting Darius's gaze. "How will you stop him?"
Darius averted his eyes, feeling lost and uncertain. "Forgive me, your highness," he bowed, his face filled with pain.
Regan issued a command, his tone firm. "Just make sure the rest of my men come back safely." Darius silently left the room after a brief "Yes."
