Dim light fell between the thick maps, scrolls, and drafts, carrying a faint scent of ink in the air.
Outside the window was the Red Tide's main road under renovation, while inside were the three individuals about to decide the future of Red Tide.
Bradley stood by the window, silently flipping through page after page of briefs, his expression still familiar with its old-fashioned rigor.
At the end near the bookshelf, Lanna stood silently in a simple dark blue robe, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the parchment book clip in her hand, a barely noticeable hint of nervousness between her brows.
Lanna Verdi, once the famous daughter of the Verdi family in the northwestern frontier of the Empire, known for her literary and historical talent from a young age.
If everything had gone as usual, her life would have been one accompanied by poetry and books, later marrying other nobles and spending her life leisurely.
