After hearing what Robson had to say, Viscount Keanan flew into a rage. He stormed straight out of the army's formation, no longer bothering to hide his displeasure.
Seeing Viscount Keanan depart, the other nobles of Auric Province exchanged glances and also began to leave.
The situation was infuriating—they had been used as pawns by others, completely in the dark.
Earl Uman and Viscount Edwin would probably become political pariahs within the Northern Faction after this.
Robson wasn't surprised. 'This group has to be won over one step at a time,' he thought. 'Trying to swallow them all at once could make you choke to death.'
But with Viscount Keanan gone, it was Baron Clewis who was left dumbfounded.
'What's happening? Why did you all just leave? What about the grand noble coalition we agreed on? Weren't we supposed to confront Robson and force him to lower his terms?'
Viscount Keanan's departure instantly changed the atmosphere.
