The flickering candlelight cast elongated shadows across the chamber as King Aiden pored over the unsettling reports spread across his desk. His brow furrowed, he gestured to his assistant.
"Bring me the detailed reports of these incidents," Aiden's voice resonated with urgency.
The assistant nodded briskly and scurried off, returning moments later with a stack of parchment. Aiden sifted through the papers, his eyes narrowing as he examined the accounts of disappearances and monstrous sightings.
"These creatures... ," he murmured to himself, his voice heavy with concern.
Just then, his trusted advisor, Sir Gregory, entered the chamber, his expression etched with worry.
"Your Majesty, the situation worsens with each passing day. The people are fearful, and the knights are restless," Sir Gregory spoke with a sense of urgency.
