The Silverwood Spire's throne room felt cold, its natural warmth from living wood seemingly sucked dry by the frozen tension of diplomacy. On one side, Queen Aerwyna sat with serene majesty, flanked by the vigilant Princess Lyraelle. Nihil stood behind them, still as a statue, his presence the unspoken focal point. Elara stood nearby, her analytical eyes recording every micro-expression. Opposite them, Captain Kiera Dawnbringer stood ramrod straight, her functional silver armor a stark contrast to Elven grace. She was the embodiment of the Empire: efficient, powerful, uncompromising.
"On behalf of Emperor Octavian Solaris, I bring greetings," Kiera began, her trained voice filling the hall without needing to shout. "And also an official request. The Empire has issued a top-priority arrest warrant for the individual currently under your protection, known as Nihil."
