It was, in fact, already a little too late for the adjutant who had very confidently offered moral support and accidentally created more work for himself.
Safe to say, one Kyle Nox had come to the horrifying realization that he was absolutely not meant to offer moral support unless he wished to be remembered as the reason the Empire of Solaris decided to casually intrude upon the political landscape of the Elven Kingdom.
He sincerely hoped no future history book would ever refer to him as the origin of the whisper that triggered it all.
More than that, he had also discovered something else.
It was, in fact, a terrible idea to sit in a room full of people who were too righteous for their own good.
"How dare he!" exclaimed his very blonde mop, who was aghast at the thought of Prince Eren becoming King by taking out his own brother and then, potentially, his own father.
"We must ride at dawn!"
Nuh-uh.
We must absolutely not ride at dawn.
