"Indeed" the group nodded with their brows furrowed.
"With the Marquis of Penndragon to the north and other earls to our east we are practically surrounded. Not to mention the few barons left, hiding here and there." Solen chimed in, his voice smooth and pleasant.
"I think it's time we start making a move. Otherwise with the army gathering at Whitehaven, if they decide to adjust their plan and unify the south, I'm afraid even with the House of Kennow we won't be able to obtain victory."
The group continued to sit in silence as their thoughts raced, it was was a well known fact that the armies of the rebel faction were gathering to head to the capital but if they set their sights in the south then the armies of the royal faction would most likely not be able to come to their aid in time.
"Do you all agree with that statement?" Evander took the time to speak, his gaze lingering on each elder.
