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Kael returned to his throne room, where Lennox was still seated, waiting for him.
"Well?"
Lennox leaned back in his chair, one brow raised in that familiar look of impatience.. "When are you going to bring this up with the council? What are we actually going to do about the dark waters?"
Kael's boot echoed against the marble floor as he crossed the vast chamber, the golden lights from the tall stained windows spilling across his royal cloak.
He ascended the dais and sank into his ornate throne, a seat that seemed to carry the weight of more than just rulership. His expression was distant, thoughtful, as though his mind had wandered far beyond the walls of this room.
He rested an arm on the side of the chair, his fingers brushing idly along his chin.
