118 A Plan

~Anthony~

I was utterly taken aback. How could they conjure up such a slew of nonsense in such a short span? It was evident that this was a targeted assault on our reputation, executed with a level of finesse that was almost impressive. The article was devoid of any substance that warranted the journalist's arrest; it was simply crafted to sow discord within the Royal Council and instil doubt in the minds of our citizens. It was a wicked yet cunning tactic, and unfortunately, we found ourselves on the receiving end of it.

The seamless manner in which they fabricated connections sounded alarmingly convincing; even as an outsider, I might have been swayed. Glancing at the writer's name, I noted it belonged to a small but reputable printing press.

Strangely, in Lucland, printed news held a reputation for bold authenticity. Complicating matters, this Chronicle press was known for its investigative journalism, further lending credence to their claims.

What baffled me was their motivati