It was still four in the morning but Lucian got up, went into the closet, and got dressed in black dress pants and a white shirt with its sleeves rolled up to his elbow, he grabbed a pair of black combat boots and slipped them on, he took his watch and put it on before walking into the bedroom where his wife was still soundly sleeping.
He adjusted the duvet on her, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead and belly he walked out of their bedroom, his destination unknown.
Lucian walked into a large room that had about thirty armchairs arranged in a circle form, a few people were sitting there, some faces were known others weren't known. Lucian took his seat, facing everyone.
"Good morning" Lucian greeted.
"Good morning, Your Highness" everyone replied with a sigh of tiredness but that sigh wasn't as important to Lucian as his family and the realm.
"How far have we gotten?" He asked them with raised brows.