King Lucius breathed a deep sigh as he settled in his throne, his advisers and councilmen and women hovering nearby. He had been agitated since the day before as he knew he had to entertain the leaders from the different quadrants for their reports. Ever since the contingent of his granddaughter had returned with more refugees and a report that confirms the destruction of the enemy base in Virui and the escape of Silvus, the king felt his restlessness and agitation stemmed from the inevitable attack their enemy might do once they have enough power to counter attack. King Lucius could not shake the feeling that this day, and the rest of the days from the past four years, would be the day that the enemy will appear to take Auria away.