Evelyn took a step closer, her eyes locked onto his. "You will not rise again. Your reign is over, and your people deserve to live free from fear."
With a final, defiant snarl, the king was apprehended by the coalition guards who had followed them into the tent. They seized his arms, binding him tightly to prevent any further resistance. As his struggles ceased, the reality of his defeat settled over him like a heavy shroud.
"Take him away!" Evelyn commanded, her heart pounding with a mix of triumph and relief. The guards escorted the king from the tent, a profound silence enveloping the room as the coalition leaders processed the gravity of what had just transpired.
Kael turned to Evelyn, a proud smile breaking across his face. "We did it. We actually did it."
Seraphine nodded, her expression thoughtful. "But this is only the beginning. We have a kingdom to rebuild and a council to establish. We must ensure that the mistakes of the past are not repeated."
