The council members continue to discuss their plans for conquest, their voices echoing in the grand hall. Ana listens intently, her mind racing as she tries to come up with a plan. She knows that she must act quickly, before it's too late.
She takes a deep breath and interjects, "Excuse me, but I must speak with Malphus privately." The council members look at her in surprise, caught off guard by her interruption. Ralthone rolled his eyes and Ranius scoffed at her interruption, "Look here missy" he sneered coldly, "You don't have any power here, so why do you think-"
"Ranius." Malphus' voice cuts through the room, his tone stern and authoritative. Ranius immediately falls silent, his gaze dropping to the table. Malphus turns to Ana, his expression softening.
"Of course, my queen. If you'll follow me." He leads her to a smaller, private chamber, the walls adorned with intricate tapestries and the air thick with incense.
