Draven.
King Alderic exhaled deeply, drumming his fingers on the armrest of his chair. "The council of elders will convene in a few hours," he said, his sharp gaze studying me. "Would you like to be present?"
I leaned back slightly, already shaking my head. "No," I replied. "I need to prepare for my journey back to Duskmoor tomorrow." Then, I met his gaze directly. "But since you will be there, I have a message for them."
Alderic arched a brow. "I'm listening."
"Tell them to stop wasting their energy on who I chose as my wife," I said evenly. "Nothing is going to change. Instead, they should focus on overseeing the construction of the Great Wall. The safety of our people is far more important than my personal life."
Alderic let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head. "It sounds like you're reminding them of their place."
I smirked. "They seem to have forgotten."
Alderic's smile lingered for a moment before he nodded. "Very well. I will deliver your message."
