I'm Home
As the evening settled into the House of Roses, the atmosphere remained tense, charged with anticipation. Josephine, the madam of the renowned courtesan house, led Gildevart, the Guildmaster, to her office. Before he began, Gildevart turned to Josephine, his expression serious.
"We need Abraham here as well," he said. "He needs to hear this."
Josephine nodded and moved to summon Abraham, but before she could, a voice emerged from the shadows. "I'm listening," Abraham said, stepping into the light. His sudden presence was almost uncanny, a testament to his skills.
Gildevart acknowledged him with a nod and then began. "The situation in Arkansas is dire. The city council appears to be swaying toward Duke Ravindor's side. They've been promised noble titles, which for most wealthy merchants is an irresistible offer—prestige and status they weren't born into but have always craved."
Josephine's eyes narrowed. "So the council is selling us out for titles?"