Nolan, Sharon, Cassiopeia, and Draco walked out of the parlor.
When Halmar saw them, he greeted them with a smile.
"How did the negotiations go, Your Highness? Did everything go smoothly?" Halmar asked.
Considering the dire situation of the Kingdom of Kaldarion, he was sure the negotiations would have gone perfectly.
Unexpectedly, Sharon shook her head and replied indifferently, "No. The negotiations fell apart."
Halmar's smile immediately disappeared, replaced by shock and confusion.
"The negotiations fell apart? How is that possible?" Halmar narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
In his mind, the king would definitely accept all of Sharon's offers, even if they were difficult or harmful for the Kingdom of Kaldarion.
After all, they had no choice. The white dragon problem was getting worse, and many soldiers had already died trying to hold back its rage.
It could be said that he was the one most cornered and in desperate need of Cassiopeia and Draco's help to end the situation.
