Nakhameromon sat on his throne. The king's guard stood around the throne protecting the king. His council members took their seats. Among them were Nakhapadman and Shimiyil.
They are back after the ships and boats left the port. The courtroom was silent. No one said anything. They were waiting for the king to resume the proceedings.
Nakhameromon was in no mood. It was the first time his son had set off on a journey. He has never been parted from him since his birth. Some unknown fear was stirring up inside his heart.
The air in the room was disturbed.
Outside the palace, many people stood. Wives and children, fathers and mothers, of the soldiers who were crossing Meya and going to an unknown land for war with unknown enemies. Some of them had already left, and the others were allowed
