Lucas came toward Alex and whispered in his ear, "Alex, the monarchs of the other countries have also shown up.
Right now, I'm keeping them away in the meeting room. Let's go—they're all waiting just for you."
Alex waved a hand dismissively. "Don't worry. Let them wait a little."
Lucas pleaded, "I'm begging you, please let's go. After all, I'll have to deal with them in the fire afterward."
Alex clicked his tongue. "Alright, alright."
Looking toward his friends, he said, "Enjoy yourselves. I'll come back later."
They all nodded toward him.
Alex and Lucas moved toward the meeting room.
The rest of the monarchs who ruled the world had also shown up.
Alex opened the door to the meeting room.
Every monarch from the other countries came into view.
Six monarchs from six different nations had already taken their seats around a circular table of polished obsidian, its surface reflecting their faces like a dark mirror.
