The past

"About the Supreme Commander," the king declared, his voice echoing with authority throughout the grand hall. "I shall be personally leading you all into battle."

A wave of gasps filled the air, the sound a mixture of shock and awe. Nobles exchanged glances, uncertain of how to process the weight of the king's decision. The atmosphere shifted dramatically as the implications of his words settled in.

The hall fell silent, and one by one, nobles, dukes, and even the queen knelt before the king, their voices united in supplication. "Please forgive us, our king!" they exclaimed, their voices laced with reverence and fear.

"Raise your heads," the king commanded firmly. As the nobles slowly stood, their eyes wide with both admiration and fear, the king continued.

"I will be personally leading you and observing each one of your achievements. It is my final order, and there will be no changes to this plan."