Hyungwon watches on with only slight disinterest as the decrepit man across from him presses a crooked finger to the group of play pieces on the map before him.

“We’ve had another retaliation from our neighbors to the north, Your Highness,” he states, pushing some blue pieces towards the mass. “They suffered heavy injury. I say we should strike back while they’re still in retreat to keep them from attempting this again.” Hyungwon’s brows furrow, staring at how the pieces symbolizing the forces of his army are now over the line and in the other kingdom’s territory.

“No,” he replies simply, sweeping the pieces back into his land with an elegant swipe of his hand. “If we follow, we’d only be trespassing into their homes and making them even less tolerable of our close posting. Just recuperate our men where they are and reinforce the stability of the outpost.” The dignitary purses his thin lips together, clearly not liking the idea. Hyungwon glances at him, having to physically tilt his head downward to meet his gaze.