“Ladies and gentlemen. Counts and Countesses. Worthies all. This message saddens me to no end, but is unavoidable at this point. Count Ward and his County have declared not only their sovereignty, but war upon us all. Preparations must be made now. All forces need to rally and prepare to remove him and his forces from our shores. No matter the cost.”
Ursala stood, chair clattering back, tipping behind her.
“No matter the cost.” She said, her voice firm, carrying across the room in an echo that resonated inside Tor’s chest a little somehow.
Holly stood next, and screamed it so loud her voice broke a little.
“No matter the cost!”
Everyone else that could stand or yell did. Even the palace help.
Tor nodded and stood himself, then without saying anything, walked back to his room.
He had work to do.
Apparently cost wasn’t a factor anymore if the chanting could be believed.