He was the first commander of this kingdom since its formation, and no one could see him in any other role but commander. As much as they respected the King, they had the same respect for the Commander. It was impossible to imagine that this title had been taken away from him.
Their King was merciful, but at the same time, brutal with the punishment. He didn’t show mercy in his decision.
Morpheus was ready for exile, as he had already assumed someone else would take his place as commander. But he had never expected he would remain in the kingdom without being its commander.
Evanthe looked at Draven, as she was the only one who could understand his decision. ’He never disappoints me.’
Morpheus stared at Draven, but the King looked resolute, as if he had made everything clear and there would be no changes.
As the King had spoken, Morpheus had to accept the punishment. He bowed to the King and said, "I accept the punishment."
He extended his hand, and the seal meant for the commander appeared on it. He had cherished his role as commander and fulfilled it with all he had, but today he had to give up on it, the only thing that kept him going since the day he lost everything.
Erlos went to him, retrieved the seal, and returned to his place.
They all heard Draven speak again, "The new commander of the kingdom will be Logan from the Tiger Beast Clan. He will be promoted from Vice Commander to Commander of this kingdom."
This declaration only solidified the King’s stance, leaving no room for reconsideration.
"Vice Commander, come forward and accept this seal," Draven announced.
Logan looked at Morpheus, as he himself had not expected this turn of events. For him as well, Morpheus had always been his commander.
Following the King’s order, Logan stepped forward, accepted the seal from the King himself, and returned to his place.
Draven turned his gaze back to Morpheus. "As you have a responsibility to be Ember’s protector, you can arrange your stay in the palace."
Morpheus met his gaze and replied, "As a beast bird, I am used to living in a tree. A palace-like structure is not suitable for me to stay in. But do not worry, I will fulfill my responsibility as my mate’s protector, even if I don’t stay in the palace."
In response, Draven turned to someone. "Leeora, how long will it take for you to grow a gigantic tree suitable for Morpheus to create his nest?"
"A few days, Your Majesty," the old lady answered, understanding what the King meant. Read new adventures at freewebnovel
Draven hummed and looked back at Morpheus. "You can choose any spot in the palace premises for Leeora to grow a tree for you. If not, she will choose one herself."
For the first time, Morpheus felt helpless in front of this stubborn King. Didn’t he know how important it was for Morpheus not to be so close to Ember all the time? Was he punishing him for something he wasn’t aware of?
Draven stood up and declared the council meeting over. Morpheus followed him out as well. Once they reached the empty corridor, Morpheus asked, "Draven, what are you doing?"
Draven didn’t look at him as he continued to walk. "Fulfilling my duty as the King."
"I know, but what’s with making me stay in the palace?" Morpheus asked. "I would be protecting Ember anyway, but for that, I don’t have to be around her all the time."
"Are you bothered?" Draven asked.
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