The throne room was quieter than usual, though the sound of footsteps and murmurs echoed faintly off the stone walls. I sat at the head of the room, my gaze fixed on the long table stretched before me, covered in documents, maps, and lists. This was the first formal meeting since the battle—a gathering of military leaders, financial advisors, and key figures of the court to discuss the future of Eldoria. The treasure we had discovered in the barbarian lair had changed everything, and today, we would figure out how best to use it.
Rodrick stood by my side, his armor gleaming in the dim light filtering through the stained-glass windows. He had always been a quiet presence, a solid rock I could rely on, but even now, there was a sense of pride radiating from him. After all, it was his leadership and the bravery of our knights that had secured our victory. Now, it was time to rebuild what we had fought so hard to protect.
