The palace of Credia, once a sanctuary of trust and unity, now echoed with the hushed footsteps of the council of elders as they moved with calculated precision. The kingdom, shrouded in the mystery of betrayal, awaited the revelation that would either dispel the shadows or plunge it into deeper turmoil.
King Jason, burdened with the knowledge of the traitor's presence, convened the council in a dimly lit chamber beneath the palace. The air was thick with tension as Lady Elara, Lord Caliban, Sir Rowan, and Lady Seraphina took their seats around a circular table, each face etched with a mixture of determination and concern.
King Jason's eyes, deep and unwavering, scanned the faces of his trusted advisers. "The time has come to unveil the traitor within our midst. We suspect Adrian, one of
