When Atticus and Calarian finally entered the conference hall, all the major leaders of the world had already gathered there. They sat patiently — with the leaders of more powerful kingdoms in seats directly at the table and the leaders of smaller countries a little further back — waiting for Atticus and Calarian to join them. They were, after all, the last ones to arrive.
"Sure, take your own sweet time. Not like anyone is waiting for you or anything," Prince Alistair grumbled under his breath, to which earned him a frown from King Calarian and a death glare from Atticus.
