IN A FEW DAYS
XAVIER'S POINT OF VIEW:
The grand doors of the hall swung open with a slow, deliberate creak, revealing the three figures we had been expecting. It was time to talk next time and make plan. King Roderic of Valeria entered first a towering man with long black hair, his cold, calculating eyes sweeping over the room as if he were already measuring our worth. His posture was rigid, a ruler who carried the weight of his kingdom with pride and unwavering authority. Beside him walked Princess Elira of Valsara, her golden hair cascading in soft waves down her back. She was poised, each step deliberate, her expression unreadable. There was a quiet strength in her gaze, one that demanded respect without a single spoken word. Trailing behind them at a more leisurely pace was Prince Eldric of Ashenor. King Roderic was the first to speak, his voice deep and commanding.