"The entire fourth sea is crawling with infected, my lord," Leonore reported. "It is spreading fast to the fifth."
"I've sent letters to the Lord of the fourth," Reagan followed. "He and his entourage should be here by tomorrow."
"The Lord of the fourth has taken the initiative to put the sea on lockdown. All the routes have been shut down and merchants and voyagers have sent complaints. The Lord remains stubborn though," Leonore continued. "I fear the other lords are following his lead."
Sebastian remained quiet, carefully thinking. He set the parchment in his hands down and looked up. "Send letters to all the other lords as well as the other members of the high court. Not a single one of them should not be present."
Leonore nodded, bowing at the king before leaving the room to fulfil his task.
"Do you have valuable information?," Sebastian asked. He took the leather tankard sitting on his desk in his hand, and took a gulp of its essence.
