The grand chamber of the royal court was bathed in the warm glow of the afternoon sun, streaming through the tall, ornate windows. The air was thick with the murmurs of noblemen and advisors as they settled into their places before the King. Xerxes sat at the head of the room, his broad frame leaning back against the intricately carved throne, one hand resting on the armrest while the other idly drummed against the polished wood. His gaze was sharp, his golden eyes scanning the room as his officials discussed the proceedings of various tasks and agreements.
Lord Andrew stood at the center, briefing the court on the recent developments in trade routes and negotiations with neighboring lands. The discussions shifted from economic matters to military reports, followed by minor disputes betwe
