Gathering

In the castle looking structure which Theophill resided in, the preparations for the battle were nearing their end. Theophill walked around back and forth in worry. While he didn't personally care for losing people's lives. He cared about how their kingdom's economy would be impacted if they were to alot a large amount of casualties. It would lower worker morale as well as have the potential to set back the kingdom's growth for a whole generation if they weren't able to increase their population. 

Theophill scratched his head in anger and sat on his bed. He was in one of the castle bedrooms which he decided to make his own. 

"If we refuse to cooperate, the two other kingdoms will merge forces and attack us. However if we do go to assist them in the battle, we'll lose a lot of people as well," Theophill said to himself.