Prince Absab did not hesitate to recount what happened on the night he made the demonic pact.
The commanders remained silent, some of them conflicted with their emotions, others simply accepting it without further comment.
"Your Majesty, I would do it again if I had the chance. Because that is the only way I have been able to protect my kingdom, my family, and my people. Besides, it was the imperialists who started this war. If I add to that what we discovered in Commander Eljam's tent, what reason did we have to doubt?"
King Sitión sat in a large chair in front of the wooden table on which a map of the surrounding territory was spread out.
"Commanders, withdraw. It is time to speak with the soldiers and guide them."
The commanders nodded as they listened to the king's words.
"Son, wait," King Sition stopped Prince Absab.
"Father," Absab looked at his father.
