The Truth of the Past

Nogs was delayed a little by motion sickness, but he eventually found three horses and hurried to the Frost Country embassy in central Nolan with his attendants and the Blue Robe.

The moment Nogs pushed open the doors to the embassy's Council Hall, an eerie silence fell over the entire room.

Several generals from Bastion Fortress were present in the Council Hall. They could be called Nogs's old rivals... or, just as accurately, his enemies.

Nogs swept his gaze over those generals and recognized several opponents he had faced on the battlefield.

Joshua immediately rose from his seat and walked to the two long tables in the center of the Council Hall.

Shael also rose from her seat and walked step by step to the other side of the long tables.

A sturdily built general followed behind Shael. Judging from the text messages Joshua had exchanged with Shael earlier, this general was Marshal Amut, the man Shael trusted most.

"Brother."

Joshua had never taken part in the war between the Demon Realm and Frost Country, nor had he personally experienced that brutal battlefield.

So, in this peace talks meeting, his role was ultimately only that of "a bridge allowing both sides to communicate."

"Shael, Ruler of Frost Country?"

Nogs's gaze swept over the nobles seated behind Shael. Quite a few of them looked at him with undisguised hatred, but when Nogs looked at the new queen, her expression did not change in the slightest.

"I am Shael Leonid, the seventy-second Ruler of Frost Country. Greetings... Prince Nogs Anoroth of the Demon Realm," Shael said.

"My younger brother told me you wished to end the war on the Frost Plains?" Nogs pressed both hands against the long table before him, staring directly at the young queen.

"We have written the armistice