The council chamber of Mbuzuoria was thick with tension, each shadow in the dimly lit room seemed to pulse with the unease that had settled over the assembly like a shroud.
King Thaddeus sat at the head of the table, his fingers tapping a steady, muted beat on the polished wood as he surveyed the men gathered before him with a steely and unwavering gaze.
These were his most trusted advisors, lords of Mbuzuoria who had, until recently, been as eager as he to sow chaos in Zephyros and Valeidio. But today, the atmosphere was different.
The councilors shifted in their seats, uncomfortable under the king's cold gaze but driven by the urgency of the situation.
Lord Varek, was the first to speak, breaking the silence with a tone that was both wary and insistent.
