Princess Liyana followed the water-spirit through corridors she rarely visited, deeper into the royal family's private quarters. The urgency in the messenger's tone had worried her, but as they approached her parents' study, she could hear voices through the coral walls—not panicked or distressed, but engaged in serious discussion.
She knocked softly before entering.
"Ah, Liyana," King Nereon looked up from where he sat behind an ornate desk covered with documents and communication crystals. "Thank you for coming quickly."
Queen Mira sat in the chair beside him, her expression troubled. "We need to discuss some developments from the diplomatic tour."
"What kind of developments?" Liyana asked, settling into the chair across from them.
