THE DISCUSSION OF A KING AND QUEEN (VARZIEL'S POV)

The meeting droned on for an hour or so more before the generals finally wrapped up all they had to report. Varziel was still holding onto the fabric General Morvath had brought to the meeting. The situation itself stumped him. Ever since he became the demon king, there had been so many matters he had to take care of. However, they were all straightforward matters. He always knew when the High Lords were acting out. He always figured out when the skirmishes in the towns and villages were caused by protests for better lives. 

However, for the first time since he became king, he truly had no idea what the origin of the disturbance in the South could be. If those who had been sighted truly were dabbling in odd magic, they could very well be putting his kingdom at risk. They may not have killed anyone this time, but if it was dark magic, then they would come to need sacrifices soon.