IC: The King-Regent of the kingdom of Teluma looked off an interior balcony with a look of depressed determination.
The banquet hall he was looking over was the pride of his domain, decked with gold and platinum, the finest magic-stone chandeliers casting the riches in a brilliant light. Servants were scurrying back and forth, bringing fresh food to the red tables.
The guests would be here soon. The normal guests, with a few additions. Additions that could cost him his kingdom, and renew the investigation of his brother's death.
The brown haired and bearded man sighed and turned away, walking toward his quarters.
That look was the look of a man charging into battle, knowing he won't live through the day.