"You don't understand, Emyr!" Drystan groaned for the third time as he ran his hand down his face.
"I agree with our brother on this one, Emyr." Rosette spoke up from her seat on the table.
"Thank you!" Dystan exclaimed in a voice that made it evident just how furstrated he was at the moment.
"This discussion is getting nowhere." Bacilius muttered under his breath.
At the moment, all of them aside from Ilaria and Asteria were gathered in the council room of the palace. A painted mural of the kingdom was spread across the round table that they were gathered around as they discussed their most recent matter at hand.
"How difficult is it for you to understand that as long as there is no show of force, these rebels would continue believing that this is their land." Emyr grumbled exas
