The King of Eldor let out a tired sigh as the last supplicant left his throne room for the day. It was not a common occasion for him to hold court so openly, yet it was an inevitable necessity with the current expansion project underway.
He needed to ensure that the petty nobles and affluent merchants did not forget to whine they swore their fealty too.
Theodore wanted nothing more than to just spent the rest of the day in peace and quiet after the past many hours presiding over the lessers squabble amongst themselves, saddly heavy is the head that wears the crown and responsibilities demand that he continues with his work.
The King soon found himself walking down the opulent corridors of his palace, hardly even taking notice of the servants that bowed in his presence.
Before long he entered into the all too familiar private meeting room, only accessible by his top advisors and military generals.
