Chapter 91: Negotiation Tensions

The air in the war room was thick with tension as the leaders of the Crescent Alliance sat across from me and my inner circle.

The room was dimly lit, shadows playing on the faces of everyone present, and every whispered conversation seemed to echo ominously off the stone walls.

The leader of the Crescent Alliance, Orion, stared at me with a cool, calculating expression. His eyes were dark and piercing, the kind of eyes that seemed to see right through you.

It was unnerving, but I kept my gaze steady, refusing to show any sign of weakness.

“This alliance is a delicate matter,” Orion began, his voice low and measured. “We need to ensure that both parties are clear on what is expected.

You have agreed to swear loyalty to the Crescent Alliance, but we require more than just words, Luna Seraphina. We need assurances.”

“Assurances?” I repeated, my voice steady despite the anxiety gnawing at my insides. “What kind of assurances are you looking for?”

Orion leaned back in his chair, his ey