[ RAEGON ]
“The people of Sunville Pack seek your help, my King,” Elder Williams says, standing at the center of the throne room. The other elders sit in a half circle before me while I remain seated on my throne. “They beg that you hear their cries. They’re asking for aid.”
“My King,” Elder Garrett rises next. His voice carries across the hall. “The entire realm looks up to you. A merciful ruler who does not tolerate suffering, whether from his own subjects or others. The people of Sunville are dying. This war has dragged on too long. Their animals are gone, their crops destroyed. Famine has swallowed their land. You are their last hope.”
A merciful king.
The title almost makes me laugh.
For a brief second, my mind drifts back to last night. To Aysel beneath me, breaking apart under
