By the time the final discussion came to an end...
The sun had already disappeared beyond the horizon.
Night had fallen over the Royal Capital.
Seeing everyone's exhausted expressions, the Alpha King quietly sent a mind-link to his mate, asking her to have dinner prepared for the council.
Soon, the gathering relocated from the council chamber to the grand dining hall.
Compared to the tense atmosphere from earlier, the mood had eased considerably.
Groups of Alphas continued discussing the day's reforms over dinner, exchanging ideas about expanding farmland, breeding livestock, and opening trade routes with neighboring neutral races.
The heavy tension that had filled the council chamber gradually faded.
Or so everyone thought.
As the banquet continued, Claire, who had remained unusually quiet throughout the entire meeting, finally reached the end of her patience.
She abruptly pushed herself to her feet.
Screech!
