Syria’s POV
“What is happening here? Where is your king?!”
Silence fell over the room as we heard someone spoke from the entrance. His voice was low, strong, and possessed a type of authority that caused everyone to pause what they’re doing.
As I turned my head, I noticed a man entering. He wore a rich garment adorned with the emblem of a kingdom I recognized. The atmosphere changed immediately. Everyone bowed their heads in respect, including the guards at the entrance.
Kael’s elder brother acted out first, smiling widely before hurrying towards him. They embraced each other as if it had been years since they were seen together.
“It’s been quite a while,” he patted him on the back.
“You’ve done well in your role as king!”
I glanced between them, a little confused but curious. I lea
