[Aditya's POV]
After thinking some more, I immediately walked to throne room and asked the servants to call all courtiers and Mahamantri for an urgent council meeting. The weight of recent events had left little room for delay, and decisions had to be made swiftly if I were to maintain control of the court and the realm.
The throne room, with its towering columns and golden adornments, gleamed under the light of the chandeliers. As the courtiers began to assemble, murmurs filled the air, speculation rippling through the crowd about the reason for this sudden summons. Mahamantri Siddharth arrived last, his presence commanding as always. His sharp gaze scanned the room, immediately locking onto mine. He was a man of wisdom and strategy, a figure who had guided me through the intricacies of court politics since my youth.
"Aditya," he began, his voice steady but with an undertone of curiosity, "what matter requires such urgency?"
