The King is dead.
Poisoned at his own banquet.

His passing shattered the fragile peace that once held the realm together. With the young prince away on diplomatic duties to distant lands, the not-so-noble Dukes of the neighboring houses now encircle the capital. They sneer at the untested heir, each convinced the throne rightfully belongs to them.

You are the Steward of Yek — not a ruler, but the final line of defense.
The city stands alone, hemmed in by politics, stocked with only modest supplies, and heavy with tension. The Dukes send messengers cloaked in courtesy, demanding resources, tribute, and loyalty.

Appease them, and you may buy precious time — but at the cost of your defenses.
Delay too long, and they will strike.

Uh oh.
The armies are amassing at the edge of the battle field and the letters of demand have just reached the gates.
What will you do?