The Council Plan

All day, Sophia was occupied with revising and overseeing inter-kingdom trade agreements as per Ragnar's orders.

The grand study buzzed with the sound of quills scratching against parchment, the rustle of paper, and the occasional murmur of advisors and scribes delivering updates and additional information.

"Queen Sophia, we've received the latest proposal from the Kingdom of Thidal," one of the scribes announced, handing her a stack of documents.

Sophia glanced over the papers, her brow furrowing in concentration. "Thank you. I'll review these immediately."

As she scanned the proposal, another advisor approached. "Your Grace, there's a discrepancy in the tariffs section from the Kingdom of Eldreth. They've proposed a higher rate than previously agreed."

Sophia sighed, setting aside the Thidal documents. "Show me where," she said, motioning for the advisor to sit beside her.