Novus poured a cup of water and handed it to Duke Lupis. The nobleman sat at the dining table inside the estate. He drank greedily and wiped his mouth with the back of his sleeve.
"Voranthar is completely panicking," Lupis explained between breaths. "Soros and the king are drafting summons for the entire continent. The Emperor of Gildreath and the Morval kings are coming here. Voranthar even ordered the ten remaining Heralds to gather at the central palace."
Novus exchanged a glance with Hawl. Hawl immediately walked to the window and checked the courtyard to ensure no one had followed the duke.
"When does this council begin?" Novus asked.
"Three days," Lupis replied. He clutched the cup tightly. "They are using long-distance teleportation arrays to bypass the Vanguard blockades. The entire leadership of the Fourth Continent will gather in the grand hall."
