His fingers tapped on table in rhythmic motion as he waited for the old men in front of him, to shut their mouths. He was getting impatient and annoyed. Meetings were never his things, he always found himself getting angry for no reasons during these times.
"The council is waiting for reports from Phae Santos since weeks now, what is taking so long, King Valan." Old man asked loudly as every member present in room looked at the king, who was shifting uncomfortably in his seat.
"Well, I don't have whole day for this!" Lucifer growled impatiently. He tapped his foot trying to control his rage, but his patience was running thin. Valan gulped and stood up to bowed down to him.
"My Lord, my...my kingdom is falling down. Last month..we..we were attacked, by witches and we lost half of the army and now we are running out of resources. I promise_"