The grand hall of Mbuzuoria's council chamber was thick with tension. The high, vaulted ceilings did little to contain the arguments reverberating off the walls. King Thaddeus sat at the head of the table, his fingers drumming against the polished wood as he watched his advisors and generals argue over the best course of action to exploit the recent chaos in Zephyros and Valeidio. Despite the differing opinions in the room, Thaddeus's mind was set, this was their chance to strike.
Caledon, the king's most trusted advisor, sat by his side, his face unreadable as he listened to the ongoing debate. The council chamber was filled with advisors, each of them a powerful voice in Mbuzuoria, each pulling Thaddeus's attention in a different direction.
One of the elder advisors, Oatrun, rose, his voice carrying a tone of caution.
