As Prince Theodore of Triesenberg stepped into the grand meeting room of Volkshalle, his boots echoing across the polished marble floor, he couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. Lord Reginald's cryptic words replayed in his mind: "The Supreme Leader of Valoria is not what you'd expect." Theodore had met countless leaders—kings, emperors, generals—men with power carved into their faces by time, age, and experience. Today, he expected no different.
Yet, the moment he stepped into the vast, dimly lit chamber, he immediately sensed something was off.
