Azriel stormed down the corridors, his handsome face etched with anger. It was clear to anyone who saw him that he was furious. He burst into the throne room, only to find the very man he had warned to stay away from the palace.
"Why are you here, Zeus?!" Azriel demanded as he took his seat on the throne. "Didn't I make it crystal clear that you should stay away from the palace unless invited by the royal council?"
Duke Zeus stood up with a stoic expression, clearing his throat before delivering his message. "My lord, I'm not here for personal matters, but for a matter of utmost importance concerning the kingdom."
Azriel's eyes narrowed. "And what did you bring?" he asked, his voice filled with skepticism.
"Your majesty, Alistair came to my house two days ago," Duke Zeus replied with a serious tone.
