Crownlands, Lunaris.
After the end of the tournaments, things were slowly returning to normal. People from all over the kingdom began leaving the capital, merchants made massive profits and looked forward to their next profit margins.
As a semblance of normalcy returned, some people could feel some kind of storm brewing. Jess wasn't the only one who felt that way. Many keen individuals began sensing the shift in the air.
Unfortunately, they couldn't tell what exactly was bringing about such dreadful feelings. And the occasional thunderstorms didn't help matters; people were getting worried.
Eventually, word got the crowns, and while only rumours, the king paid attention to them. And he more than anyone else, had a sense of what exactly was causing the anxiety in the people.
King Gray stood at the balcony attached to his office, dressed in his official red uniform, looking more like a military general than a king.