"Since the troublemakers...and the trouble...will be arriving soon, we should end this meeting here," Garius said at last, closing the parchment before him.
His sharp gaze flicked briefly to the side as the heavy doors opened again.
The fragrance of freshly prepared dishes wafted into the chamber as several maids entered in perfect formation, their steps measured, their trays balanced with practiced grace.
Garius's tone softened, as he addressed the head maid.
"Erinnette. Call all the personal maids to serve their masters."
"As you command, my lord."
Erinnette allowed herself a faint smile as she bowed with elegance before gliding toward the doors.
Moments later, the chamber filled with quiet movement as the personal maids entered one after another. The shift was subtle but warm, the stern council air blended into the familiar rhythm of household life.
