The grand hall of the mansion had finally settled into an uneasy calm.
Luxurious chandeliers hung from the ceiling, though several still swayed slightly from the earlier destruction outside. Sunlight filtered faintly through massive glass windows, illuminating the long table placed at the center of the room.
On one side sat Alex, James, and Clara.
Opposite them sat Camilla and Remus.
Remus had finally regained consciousness not long ago.
Though physically recovered, his expression remained dark as his sharp gaze stayed locked onto Alex.
Hostility radiated openly from him.
Alex, meanwhile, leaned lazily against his chair as if none of this concerned him in the slightest.
James cleared his throat awkwardly, trying to ease the tension filling the room.
"So… I take it Mr. Remus is also on board with this decision?"
Camilla shifted her gaze toward Remus.
Remus continued glaring at Alex as if trying to burn holes through the skeleton mask itself.
