Needing to Fulfill the Last Part

As Vincent stepped out of the royal hall and into the open air, the tension that had gripped him throughout the encounter with King Thandor slowly began to ease. The weight of the King's suspicions still lingered in his mind, but he had managed to deflect the worst of it. For now, their alliance was intact, though he knew the situation was far from resolved.

He walked briskly back to the square where his team was waiting. The elves had gathered there, standing in disciplined ranks, and Vincent's gaze immediately fell on the crates stacked neatly on the ground. These were the enchanted totems the King had promised as part of their deal

The elves handled the crates with reverence, knowing the power contained within each one.