Chapter 220 Beneath The Shadow Of War

The early morning sun filtered through the tall spires of Valdorn, casting long shadows over the city’s fortified walls. The air was thick with anticipation, and every citizen could feel the weight of the looming war. In the grand hall of the castle, King Edric convened his council, his mind racing as the situation escalated. Ariella stood near the entrance, her fingers nervously brushing over the intricate patterns of her cloak. The tension in the room was palpable, with nobles, commanders, and advisers all gathered around the stone table, awaiting the king’s next decision. Raelen stood by her side, his eyes scanning the room for any signs of dissent.