King Lucian sat at the head of the grand table in the council chamber while his fingers were massaging his temples in frustration. The room was filled with the heated voices of his ministers, their arguments blending into a cacophony of dissent. Seated beside him was Queen Victoria, her serene demeanor contrasting sharply with the chaos around them.
"Your Majesty, the northern territories are demanding increased military support," one minister insisted, his voice rising above the others.
"And what of the southern provinces? They are on the brink of rebellion due to the latest tax impositions," another countered, slamming his fist on the table for emphasis.
Lucian's head throbbed with the intensity of the debate. The pressures of the kingdom's affairs weighed heavily on him, and he could
