Urgent murmuring echoed across the meeting room amongst the elder, concerns etched on their faces.
"What enemy could the queen be talking about?" An elder mumbled to another. "There haven't been a war for thousands of years now."
"What could be this urgent that frightened the queen?" Another asked, why the other shrugged.
The queen stride past the elders, glide towards the single seat at the far end of the enormous long table, everyone of them stood up and gave their reverence. After she sat down the murmuring still echoed.
"Silence." She said and every words on their lips died in their throats.
"There has been an unprecedented crisis," she began, her tone firm yet flat, earning another ripple of murmurs from the elders.
"Your Majextry, what do you mean?" An elder with slider body and short hair adorned with light beads enhancing his gorgeous face asked.
