297 Kingly Duties

Chaotic at first, getting adjusted to Xula's routine felt as if climbing a never-ending staircase. Every so often, informants around the province would teleport in and relay news of what happened. Some inconsequential whilst others being more important – a triage had to be made whilst reviewing how the state should run for the week. 

 "Sage," called Staxius, to which the man appeared without delay.

 "What is it, majesty?" held onto an ancient rosewood staff with an orb atop, the light from the hall faded till darkness overwhelmed the room. The table and door were so far apart the distance kept on increasing. 

 "How has the situation with the winged wolves developed. I've not heard of the adventurers returning."

 "They've been fighting the frost giants since February; the numbers keep on increasing. The Villagers have asked for backup for a fortress made of impregnable snow was discovered half-way up the Alps."