The sharper a weapon, the easier it is to use. A dull, rusted weapon has no place in the armory.
It was a known fact to all the chair occupants at the table. Still some of their eyes lost a significant amount of light at the news of Melissa's end.
A majority remained unaffected. Including Merrick, who heartlessly whispered orders to the only guard in the hall, then turned to report the next topic.
"What needs our attention the most right now is Alyna."
The rogue king lifted his head at the mention of her name. His eyes boiled with interest.
Merrick continued, unfazed by his maniac reaction, "She has responded negatively to our persuasion. Her intent to stay in Ember claw is clear."
"She is loyal to a fault." A soft voice travelled from the back of the table. Everyone shifted th
