"The humans are holding a feast tonight in celebration of their new union with Althenia," the captain reported.
Brandon leaned forward, his eyes piercing into those of the knights. "They'd be fools enough to try and attack us," he dismissed with a hint of disapproval in his voice. The humans were too weak to make a move.
The captain's lips parted, his eyes searching for Jessica's for assistance. From her standing position besides the king, she took the cue, turning to face him.
"The Althenians are well known for their battle prowess at sea, Your Majesty. We cannot overlook this, considering the sea is our greatest weakness."
Brandon placed his fingers on his temple. The last few days he had sat in this throne hall had been nothing but catastrophic. He had thought ruling was this simple but the simple act of sitting in the throne hall and listening to petitions felt like hell in itself.
