Louis stood, his face a mask of controlled fury. "Father, my actions were necessary to protect Ayberia. It doesn't matter what others think killed that man. We cannot afford to let this incident with Altania spiral out of control."
The King, his eyes glazed and unfocused, seemed not to hear his son. He leaned back in his throne, muttering incoherently.
Jerrick took a deep breath, stepping forward. "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is right. We need a unified front. The people must see strength and decisiveness in their leaders."
The King's eyes flickered towards Jerrick, but he remained silent. Celena continued to soothe him, her presence a stark reminder of the court's fractured state.
The old minister, his expression a mix of defiance and concern, spoke again. "We must also consider the implications with Altania. Commander General Valerius will not take the death of his son-in-law lightly. Diplomacy may still be our best option."
