The Gifted Luna
He had no time to frolick around as he had an agenda, a motive.
His eyes wandered from each small circle to another. And from one Elder of the council to the other. Elder Leonard who smiled too broadly, elder Kelvin who avoided his gaze, and Lady Renna, whose glass of wine remained untouched.
Edwin paid so much attention to every tiny detail, including their clothings. He was not here to chatter or merry away, he was here for his own reasons. He was here to listen, to learn, and to read the record that was about to be written. .