Fujiwara Shuichi frowned. His tone was pragmatic, blunt as always. "Three months is a long wait. Are you certain the alignment is worth it? Our enemies will not sit still. They may strike before we are settled."
Azzy leaned back, letting out a soft breath. His golden eyes sharpened."That's why we plan ahead. I don't mind waiting, Clan Leader Shuichi. A rushed move will invite chaos. But a carefully timed one… will make even the heavens open a path for us."
Nemeryn gave a slight nod, lips curving into the faintest smile. "You speak like a true sovereign. Then it is decided. I will prepare the druids to bless the day of the twin moons."
Fujiwara's projection shook his head with a resigned sigh. "Hmph, I only hope your faith in the heavens pays off. Very well. My clan will hold our blades until then."
Azzy's lips curved into a small, confident smile. "Good. And Clan Leader Searvale..."
