Emiyn cleared his throat as he sat in his seat while Dylan slumped in the seat, though his eyes glanced around the round table. It seemed they were some of the last to arrive. With several of other rulers and greeting one another as he gave small glances around the room, his curiosity taking hold for the time. Some of the Kings and Queens and other members beside rarely rang many bells to them - at least not right away. Queen Awel and King Tarran, as his father often spoke of them. Be it through all of the jokes he might have had prepared for him.<br/><br/>The other royal families seemed to draw blanks for the time being. Still, he imagined he might have time to speak to either of them - or perhaps any fellow princes and princess of other realms. Though his gaze slowly turned to the silent woman. She did not see her offer but one word to anyone, but her solemn yet graceful composure made him ease up straight and hold his head on his fist. With the initial greetings turning to silence, the young prince feeling swaddled in blankets of the solemn aere. As did the King beside his son.<br/><br/>Once the young ruler spoke, his bluish hues practically fixing onto her with a more stern expression as she scanned every face in the room. It was then she said it,<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">"Darkness has once again come to our world."</span></span>Emiyn's gaze remained on the girl, those cerulean hues getting darker in his gaze. Her coming words were blood-soaked knives inches away from his body. As Dylan had tensed up in his chair, his gloved hands unknowingly clawed at the wooden arms, his teeth clenched together for a few moments. Dylan looked to his father, whose eyes shifted towards him and then back to the young woman once more.<br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/>Those words seem were stone in the King's heart. Though, she was not wrong. The Darkness was here, and the longer they stood around, the more time darkness had to spread and destroy everything in its path. Already people were murdered by dark creatures... Clutching his chest, the Caederean prince cleared his throat, and his words flowed  decisively and calmly. "I couldn't agree more... If it is here... Now it's in Ciadarah. Tomorrow, it could one of us or all of us. We shouldn't stand here and do nothing!"<br/>Meanwhile, in Cordelia, guards marched towards the city gates, preparing the walls with hardened coral barricades. Fortifications and posters were made on posts and handed out through the realm, and preparing transports to the kingdom, requesting any able-bodied souls to be trained in the army. Knights and healers were deployed to the villages, some taking positions in bodies of water as they were on patrol. If the darkness was truly coming back, Gorlois knew there was no time to be farting around.