บท 252: Turmoil in Romantica.

South of the Silvarian border, the kingdom of Romantica fell into a state of unrest. Their northern villages and towns were also in a state of unrest after Duke Cavallio taxed them to help pay for the war effort. 

In the chambers of the capital city, Alistair Crowley, the first lord, sat in the head seat of the Twelve Lord Council table.

Beside him, Nate Blackwell, with a pale face, read through several documents, each one making him worse.

"Gentleman."

"Lord Crowley!"

"First!"

The members all attended for a change, despite the three empty chairs caused by Aldric, David, and Callum Weldon's absence.

"Calm down, everyone; today, we are here because Romantica faces a very dangerous moment in her history."

"First, how dangerous? Silvara would never cross the border if we simply apologised and signed a ceasefire, right?" The cowardly Bill Nelphim spoke with clattering teeth as his weak tone echoed through the dark stone chamber.