"We have received word from King Anton." Jacob held the letter for Issac. Snatching the letter, Isaac stared at the paper, his lips curling a little on his aloof face.
"I'm glad his majesty sees the benefits in my cause." Issac held the paper between his fingers. The inferno ever present in his eyes flashed as the flames danced. From his fingers, a white fire formed, turning the letter into ash. Blowing the ash away, he wiped his ash-stained hands on his trousers to clean them. "His Majesty has sent word of Lord Hilpply's position. Call the commanders; there is more we need to discuss." Jacob nodded and bowed before rushing off. Calmly walking foward, Isaac rubbed the back of the chair at the head of the table before unfolding the map across the table. Carefully placing chess pieces on the map, he smiled to himself before taking a seat. After five minutes, numerous men returned and began taking seats around the table.
