The tense discussion was over. Matthew James and two clan elders walked out of the compound together, bound for Grey Shadow Hall. Each man wore the same tight smile, the kind you put on when you are being polite to people you would rather strangle. Meanwhile, their real plan was already in motion.
On the other side of the city, the Osborn delegation was also preparing for departure. John Osborn, accompanied by Elder Devon, Elder Alex, and his wife Mary, left their estate grounds with dignified composure. The four of them traveled in a well-appointed carriage, carrying the necessary documents and prepared for what they hoped would be a smooth transition of market ownership.
Meanwhile, Robert made his way through the quieter corridors of the estate toward the alchemy hall. His newly formed Soul Seed pulsed gently within his consciousness, and he was eager to discover how this breakthrough might enhance his alchemical abilities.
