News of King Edward's capture spread quickly across the Seventh Region.
When the lords and nobles heard it, shock filled the entire region. No one had expected the king to be defeated so quickly.
Soon, the most powerful lords gathered in the main hall of the regional council.
The atmosphere inside the hall was tense.
One lord slammed his hand on the table.
"We must rescue His Majesty!" he said loudly. "If the king remains a prisoner, what will people say about us? Our honor will be ruined!"
Several nobles nodded in agreement.
"That is right," another lord said. "We still have soldiers. If we gather our forces, we may be able to save him."
But not everyone agreed.
An older noble slowly shook his head.
"Rescue him?" he said calmly. "From whom?"
The hall became quiet.
"From the Lord of the Dark Sea," someone answered.
The old noble sighed.
