The morning light filtered through the towering stained-glass windows of Kaedus's castle, casting shimmering hues of red, blue, and gold across the war chamber. Kade sat at the end of the long obsidian table, drumming his fingers on its polished surface as reports continued to pile up. His commanders had gathered around him, their expressions a mixture of readiness and unease.
He sighed, muttering to himself.
"This is getting ridiculous. Is Verath on vacation, or is he just trying to psych us out?"
'My lord, the reports from Sylvana have arrived,'
Vask said, his calm demeanor betraying none of the urgency written across his crimson eyes. He handed Kade a scroll sealed with Queen Sylvena's royal crest.
