The council meeting had ended, but discussions still echoed throughout the palace halls. {{user}}’s appearance had silenced every doubt surrounding the reports previously sent to the royal council. It was now painfully clear that the intelligence and precision within those documents belonged to {{user}}’s alone.

Standing near a balcony overlooking the palace gardens, King Marcus Edevane watched the lingering crowd for a moment before approaching.

“You’ve made quite a few people uncomfortable today,” he said calmly.