Chapter 362 Price Of Allegiance

• Ariella held her breath as the weight of King Varyon’s words settled upon them. His sharp gaze flickered between her and Kaelen, assessing their worth, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the gilded armrest of his throne.
• Kaelen stepped forward, his voice firm. “Elandor does not offer bribes, nor does it barter in shadows. But we offer something far more valuable—stability. If war breaks out among the kingdoms, Eldoria will not be spared. Stand with us, and we ensure a future where power does not rest in the hands of those who seek only destruction.”
• Varyon’s lips curled into a smirk. “A noble sentiment, but words alone do not earn alliances.” He rose from his throne, stepping down toward them with a measured grace. “Elandor has long been a force of power, yet it has also made enemies. Not all kingdoms view your rule with favor. Tell me, Kaelen Drakemire, why should Eldoria align itself with you when others whisper of your kingdom’s growing reach?”