The declaration of defiance

As the tension in the grand hall reached a fever pitch, Max stood with his chest puffed and his posture defiant yet controlled.

With a voice steady he addressed Regus as he asked " King Regus, may I inquire why Lord Vega was chosen for the mission instead of me, despite my voluntary offer to participate? "

Regus, the ever-imposing figure, regarded Max with a gaze that held centuries of wisdom and authority as he knew how to answer Max's question in a way that could pacify the crowd that he was so desperately trying to rile up as he said " Lord Ravan, no, Max! Your eagerness to serve is commendable, but leadership requires more than just bravery. It demands wisdom and foresight. Lord Vega was the most suitable choice for the mission."

Max's eyes narrowed, the air around him charged with barely-contained energy as he countered saying " With all due respect, my king, I believe my track record speaks for itself. I am more than capable of handling such missions."