An oppressive silence had descended upon the tent, hanging heavy in the air, palpable and thick.
Breaking the uneasy quiet, Master Lowry posed a critical question, his voice resonating with the weight of the gathered assembly's anxiety. "Is the news we've received truly dependable?" he asked, his gaze sweeping across the faces around him.
Elliot, standing somewhat apart, responded with a measured shake of his head. "It's hard to fully guarantee its reliability," he admitted. "Yet, it doesn't entirely seem like a fabrication either."
He proceeded to elaborate on the origins of the intelligence they were dissecting. The information came from a spy named Rocky, believed to be working for Whitehall. After some discussion, the consensus was that while Grand Duke Rosario's intentions remained murky, Rocky's credentials as a spy appeared beyond reproach.