King Malin made his way towards the meeting room were everyone had gathered for the meeting. Along the way he passed several of the Royal Guard soldiers, standing at attention as he passed by. Since Logan had been spared that fateful day, he had pledged all of his soldiers to the new kings command. Since the soldiers did not have any true allegiance except to the monarchy they swore their oath and continued to do as they always had. Many people saw them as a fragment of Logan's tyranny, but Malin thought that they only followed the orders of the King, acting as his tool not his will. However it was still an unpopular choice. Even though they were down to half strength since both the overthrow and subsequent fight against the crawler. Now it seemed the only place they were seen was guarding the King at the castle. Their numbers low to the point that they could only be at one location with any strength of numbers.<br/><br/>Malin approached the double doors to the meeting room and the guards prepared for his entrance. Opening the doors one of the servants walked in quickly.<br/><br/>"<em>His Royal Majesty the King of Albion.</em>" said the servant with a professional tone. Not loud since it was not a large crowd of people.<br/><br/>Malin followed into the room wearing his royal garb and Crown of Albion. Logan rarely wore it, but Malin quite liked its symbolism. He took his place at the front of the table and remained standing.<br/><br/>"I thank each one of you for coming today. Im sure it was a nuisance to come on such short notice, but such is the politics of this country, please be seated." said the King then sitting down in his chair. "Hobson will start by announcing the topics upon which we will discuss today. Hobson?"<br/><br/>