After finishing the "printing" process, Erend was immediately reminded of the current state of the Palace — still in chaos. The King was resting in the healing chamber along with Aerchon. Saeldir, the Archmage and the person Erend should be discussing this kind of thing with, was still bedridden as well.
With things like this, all Erend could do was wait. Wait until everyone was better before revealing what he had discovered.
That should be fine… right? Erend thought, frowning slightly as he considered whether there was anything urgent he needed to report. But in the end, nothing came to mind. Nothing that couldn't wait.
He sighed and turned to look outside through the cracked window, feeling the warmth of sunlight against his skin. Maybe now's the time for the Palace to finally feel peace. To breathe.
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King Gulben had his eyes closed — but not because he was asleep. He was gathering the ambient Magic energy around him, channeling it to accelerate his recovery.
