Ethan sat in his room.Though his face was calm,it felt heavy with thoughts. The sunlight coming through the window fell across his desk, where maps and reports lay scattered.
He looked up when Oliver and Randall entered.
"You have heard about the war that's about to start, right?" Ethan said quietly.
Both men nodded. Their faces were tense. The air in the room felt thick and quiet.
"My Lord, we need to start building our defences," Randall said first. His voice was low but firm. "We can't keep the city open anymore. If the enemies come, they'll crush us. We need to build walls, strong walls like other cities have."
Ethan nodded slowly, his fingers tapping the table. "You're right. We lacked resources before, but things have changed. With the Slate Mines under us and other materials now available, we can begin construction. I want you to build a wall that can hold even against siege weapons. Make use of the mountains nearby. The terrain will be our shield."
