An All Out War

In the afternoon inside the oval room of the Haddad Royal palace.

After a long day, Maftah took a sip of the glass of water that had been on his desk since morning. The waiters haven't had time to refill the glasses because Maftah hasn't taken a sip of the water all day. But now they can be a little relieved because finally, their king quenched his thirst.

Their next mission is for their king to take the time to eat even if only a mouthful. Because as far as they know, since the king and his close aides returned from a subjugation mission in the harbor area last night, their king hasn't eaten at all. The reason is that he has no appetite considering the various calamities that his subject going through.

But even that mission was unlikely to be accomplished soon as they saw Sir Thebet and Sir Tarek rush into the oval room. There must be important and urgent news whenever two close aides run around like that.

"Another?" Maftah massaged the nape of his neck.

"Yes, Your Majesty. It's diff