Chapter 18: The Web Tightens

The council chamber was a mix of rustic design and imposing authority. Dark wooden beams were designed high above, showing big shadows on the room filled with Gabriel's advisors. Aveline stood to the side, her presence a diplomatic gesture and an opportunity to observe.

Gabriel sat at the head of the table, his expression calm but stern. His posture showed control, but Aveline could sense the gentle suspicion of tension in the room. The other council members exchanged glances, their distrust toward Gabriel showing minimally.

The meeting began with the usual formalities, reports of border patrols, supply updates, and whispers of rogue movements. Aveline noted how Gabriel listened with serious intent, rarely speaking but commanding attention when he did.

When the discussion shifted to the growing threat of rogue attacks, Gabriel finally spoke.