Didi sat across from Hajin in a cushioned chair, her knees pulled up to her chest while she hugged a small pillow tightly against herself. Her expression had been getting more and more worried with every detail he shared.
They were sitting in her private study, a small but cozy room tucked away in the eastern wing of the palace. A few mana lamps glowed softly on the walls and a half-finished cup of tea sat on the small table between them, completely forgotten.
He had told her pretty much everything. How the Gate turned out to be far worse than expected, how they lost several knights fighting through the zones and how the monsters inside were far stronger than anything a standard seven-shard Gate should have produced.
"That many?" she whispered, her fingers tightening around the pillow.
