After all the members were seated in their respective seats, the Heir Apparent, Prince Erevan Brontes Lychos, finally lifted his gaze to look at them. His eyes lingered on each council member for a brief moment. The throne room was tense, and a heavy silence filled every corner.
Finally, the silence was broken by the prince himself.
"Thank you for attending this meeting on such short notice. This matter is of great importance, and I appreciate the effort each of you has made in setting aside your personal duties to be here," his voice echoed through the throne room, steady and commanding.
Everyone listened quietly as he continued, "My father, Damon Brontes Lychos, the King of Werewolves… the one you have followed for decades… is presumed dead in the other world. His life crystal shattered yesterday."
He paused, giving them time to absorb the devastating news. As expected, a range of emotions crossed the faces of the council members.
