The war chamber buzzed with quiet energy. Reports piled up on the central table, each scroll a grim reminder of the growing threats surrounding the castle. Kade stood at the center, his gaze fixed on the sprawling map that detailed the regions under constant scrutiny. His mind raced, connecting dots between Verath's movements, the Varelian alliance, and now Lyara's cryptic warnings.
"How am I supposed to keep track of all this?"
He muttered to himself, tapping a finger against the map.
The door creaked open, and Vask entered, his expression composed as ever.
'My lord,'
he said, bowing slightly.
'I've begun investigating Lyara's background as you requested. While much of her story holds up, there are... inconsistencies.'
Kade's brow furrowed.
'Inconsistencies? Like what?'
Vask moved closer, laying out a parchment filled with handwritten notes.
