"Good," Elias said with a small grin, seeing the last of the council enter the room. Looking to Mabel, he nodded for her to have a seat, finally turning to Tristan and looking away, leaving him standing by the far wall. "The situation has changed again." Elias said, strangely happy, "And we have been given a lifeline." Reaching into his inner pocket, Elias pulled out a small letter and slid it across the table towards Lord Deacon. "First of all, however, Oscar." Elias looked at him with an arrogant gaze. "Your family has done well to support their rightful king."
Oscar ignored the gaze he was looked at with, pushing his thin-rimmed glasses. "We are loyal to the true king of Veston. My family understand this even without my position on the council." Elias nodded.
