Lord Jorand

The guests of Barix arrived into the newly constructed guest quarters a bit far away from the Imperial Area. It was equally extravagant but certainly a notch lower in importance.

While the members of any Province would be happy upon such treatment, members of Barix thought that Centaurus was trying to show them their 'place'.

"That old man's ego, just like himself, refuses to die." Jorand, the Lord of Barix, sneered with a disdainful smile.

No one in the room, including the Great Admiral and the Chief Counsellor uttered a word in response.

Jorand wasn't asking for a conversation, he only needed obedient listeners.

A still silence occupied the meeting room in the large guest palace until the doors slowly creaked open.

Except for Lord Jorand, everyone looked on in startled surprise.