1 Month Later
Kael stood at the edge of the keep's parapet, gazing out over the bustling refugee camps that had transformed the eastern edge of his barony into a makeshift city.
It had been a month since the first waves of refugees began pouring in, and in that time, his barony had changed in ways he hadn't fully anticipated.
The camps were now organized, structured with grids of tents and huts.
Smoke curled from cooking fires, and the hum of thousands of voices echoed up to the keep.
It was no longer a scene of chaos but one of resilience.
The supplies from the system emergency food, medical kits, and tents had proven invaluable.
Combined with the tireless work of his administrators, police, and newly equipped soldiers, Kael had managed to turn an overwhelming crisis into an opportunity.
Yet, the peace was fragile.
Rumors of unrest in neighboring territories were growing louder.