Bab 69: 'A Leader's Request.'

Eirian took a step forward, his presence commanding immediate attention. The room, which had been buzzing with murmurs and tension, fell completely silent. Every eye was on him, and for once, he seemed unfazed by the scrutiny.

"Isidore," Eirian began, his voice calm yet firm, causing Isidore to flinch despite his attempt to maintain composure. "I understand your frustration. I know that your concern is the... prophecy..."

'He's... directly mentioning the prophecy? He never has before...'

Isidore looked taken aback, not expecting Eirian to address him directly. "And I know that it affects all of you. But it is something I cannot change, unfortunately, as much as I would also want to. That is something I cannot do. I have accepted that. However..."