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“Cheers,” The men laughed, raising golden cups to one another as they drank the wine. The maids who stood close to them refilled their cups and all Zenith did was watch. Watch them as they toasted away his people. Toasted with greed and covetousness with their drinks. The Seven Elders proved their worth as they subtly returned the toasts.

Zenith’s jaw hardened as he watched them. Mathias watched Zenith with keen eyes. He would be lying if he said that he was not dying in suspense as to why Zenith had called for an urgent meeting with the local officers. He hardly ever called them. All he needed was call tell the Seven Elders and they will contact them but now... After having his Chief Messenger, Zariel, meet them. He knew it had to be really urgent.

The Head Maid stationed more maids around them. One thing about this meeting was that, these men were allowed to bring in their hàrlòts. This was the only way they would be able to be serious. Apart from Elder Povah, Zenith and Mathias, lad