Boom!
Lilian pushed the door open and entered the room with her head held high. The parliament members were waiting around the table for her arrival. They bowed respectfully, but their eyes were filled with impatience and disdain. Perhaps Lilian would be stumped by their imposing manner, but now, she stood firmly by her beliefs. She clutched the sweat-soaked letter in her skirt pocket and gazed at everyone in dissatisfaction.
"Your Majesty, we're awaiting for your fair judgment and decision."
After the brief and almost unwilling greetings, one of the members represented the others in expressing their concerns.
"So many days have passed. The people are waiting and praying for the truth. If we don't seize the moment and give them an answer, perhaps they will remain uncertain in the upcoming war."
"I understand what you mean."