Two days had passed since the sacred night when the three blueprints were born in the private sanctum of the Governor's Mansion, and yet the halls of City Titan already hummed with a new and unstoppable purpose.
Since that moment of revelation the advisors had been granted the authority to summon the finest minds the realm could offer... twenty engineers of extraordinary talent, men whose genius shone so brightly that even the Iron Father himself had once compared them to the legendary craftsmen of a distant future.
Already these twenty souls, drawn from the workshops of Mercia and the hidden forges of the Welsh border, had been brought before the great table where the blueprints lay unrolled like holy writ.
Ragnar stood at the head of the assembly, while Gyda and Leofric watched.
The twenty engineers leaned forward as one.
