It's been almost half a day since the encounter with the five shadows. A message has been sent to General Iron to deliver to the remaining three kingdoms and an emergency meeting has been called for tomorrow. The meeting was going to be held in Arcania. But with that out of the way, the whole palace who was aware of the situation on ground was tensed. Even the King's Guards was tensed about there being a chance for a war.
The setting sun leaked through the tall glass windows, painting the royal bedroom in calm red. The chandeliers and lights by the walls glowed softly, their lights warming up the room. Princess Emeney Snow sat on the edge of her bed, hunched over, her royal gown still hugging her tired frame. Her hands hid her face as she breathed in and out slowly, the silence around her heavy with the weight of what she carried.
The faint ticking of the wall clock was the only sound in the room, besides her slow, anxious breaths.
