"They must have already rescued Voltrex," Kharos muttered, his brows furrowed.
An unsettling pressure spread through the camp following Kharos's conclusion.
"But Your Majesty, Voltrex is being guarded by an army of half a million," a middle-aged man with short grey hair said in a subdued tone. "Is it possible for them to rescue him within just a few hours of receiving the letter?"
The grey-haired man was Ned Stormhold, the Duke of House Stormhold.
"Also, the place where Voltrex is imprisoned is quite far from here. There simply isn't enough time to even reach it," another man with long white hair and a clean-shaven face said.
His armor appeared cleaner and shinier than the others, without a speck of dust. At his waist rested a silver-colored rapier with an intricate design. The handsome white-haired man was Bran Silvergard, the Duke of House Silvergard.
