"Preposterous!" The Crown Prince yelled. Which caused the Queen to flinch for a moment while the King looked over at him. While his shouting caught the attention of many others. "Why can you not share something as civil and simple as-"
"Prince Etros!" The King yelled. Startling the young prince out of his rage. "Calm yourself. Did you not hear what I said about them wanting a war?"
"The King is right, young Prince." An old croaky voice spoke up. Jace only glanced out of the corner of his eye but he quickly held Nina back as a spike of aggression appeared in her stance. She was tense and Jace understood why as he looked at the speaker and his companion.
The speaker was a wrinkled man with graying skin. He was wearing a black and gray robe. With a few strands of white hair on his head. His fingers and limbs were almost skeletal with how thin they were. His cheeks were sunken and his eye sockets were deep. He sat in a gray wheelchair.
