Dungeons?
A slow smile spread on Alec's face, but it was unseen under the hood he sported. "Don't be obtuse. It's unbecoming of you."
Travis snorted, but conceded. He'd only been back for a little over two weeks, but he was already thrust back into the clan's political playground, which meant that his manner of speaking had changed a little.
It was hard to break out of habits.
"Fine. You managed to uncover a truly horrendous thing in the Ross Clan, and the political shitstorm that happened is about to swallow the clan whole."
Alec raised a brow. "Surely it's not as bad as that?"
Travis snorted again, disagreeing. "There's always been a power gap between two factions, but since Diane Ross was a staunch supporter of the first faction, the upheaval after her apparent doings was enough to shift the power more towards the second faction. Diane was in charge of a lot of things in the clan, helping the first faction. She had quite a bit of power."