The Elders of the Wargrave family floated in the air with calm, composed ease, their eyes and facial expressions serene and utterly unbothered, as though they had not just arrived with the clear intent to confront and potentially clash against the Royal family itself.
Malrik, who was on the verge of engaging with the Commander and Vice Commander, allowed a faint smile to form at the corners of his lips at the arrival of the Elders; he did not speak, uttering not a single word, he simply inclined his head in a subtle nod toward them, and in perfect unison, the eight of them returned the gesture, their acknowledgment silent yet deeply understood.
