In the palace.
In the palace five of the most influential people sat around a small square table their eyes filled with worry and resignation.
The king's hands were slightly shaking and the queen would occasionally wipe the dripping sweat.
"What should we do? The dragon seems to be stronger than Sir Drakein."
The duke said.
"Let's have hope, sir Drakein is a twenty-fourth star mage, he won't be easily defeated."
The queen reaffirmed.
"I've tried to ask for help from the Fern and the Barbarians."
The king said in resignation.
"What did the two kingdoms say?"
The northern duke asked softly.
"We have to hold on, they have promised to come but they are also experiencing the tide from the runaway beasts. "
They fell into an uncomfortable silence as they all fell into thought.
"What about the duchess, have you heard from her?"
The queen asked breaking the silence. Theking'ss face twisted into a ferocious scowl.
