[Billion's PoV]
I reached the capital after listening to another two hours of back-and-forth between the Bloodreavers and the Ronics. Both sides were ready to commit fully to the war, but I had seen the hesitation in Platius's eyes.
Losing their ancestor had put the Ronics in a difficult position. Joining the Bloodreavers meant turning against the Del Reys… but it also meant placing themselves beneath Primus's family afterward.
Primus did well convincing them that the Bloodreavers had no intention of turning their blades against the Ronics. But in the end, I knew the real factor would be overwhelming strength. Once they saw who truly stood above the rest, Platius would accept the future without hesitation.
The envoy's tower rose into view, and I flashed inside, arriving directly in his main office.
Knight was sitting behind the envoy's desk, legs crossed, casually flipping through a stack of scrolls like he owned the place.
