Rachel and the others stood near the side of the hall for a moment.
Her eyes moved across the crowd, taking in the unfamiliar faces. "There are a lot of people I don't recognize."
Arden, standing beside her, gave a small nod. "Most of them are Grand Faction leaders, or their direct representatives."
Rachel nodded in understanding. After a brief pause, her gaze settled on two figures standing off to the side.
Without waiting any longer, she adjusted Giselle in her arms and started toward them.
Clark stood with Floren; the two of them didn't talk to others easily, as they were the only otherworlders there.
Floren noticed her first. His expression brightened, and a small smile formed. "Oh? If it isn't Rachel."
Clark turned his head at that, his eyes landing on her. "Oh, Rachel. Didn't expect to see you here."
Both of them glanced past her for a moment, as if looking for someone else.
Floren raised a brow. "Where's Garion?"
