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Theo entered the hall with his usual calm, measured footsteps, each step soft yet deliberate, carrying a quiet authority. His posture was so steady and straight that, for a brief moment, he almost appeared to be gliding above the floor rather than walking on it. When he finally reached the center of the chamber, he stopped with composed stillness.
"You don't look very eager to see me, Lord Hedrick. Have we angered you in some way?"
"Forgive me, I'm preoccupied at the moment. I'm trying to make a certain decision…" Hedrick gave Theo a brief glance —quick, distracted— and gestured for him to come closer before returning his full focus to the map spread out before him. "If it were anyone but you, they wouldn't have been allowed inside—not even my right hand, Draice."
