Grumhald looked across the table toward Nerith again. The first exchange had shown that she would not fold under attention, though that told him little about what kind of head Myrrhvale had chosen after two years without one.
"Since you're the reason we can finally sit around this table again, we may as well ask the obvious question. How much of Myrrhvale is actually back under one hand?"
Nerith did not rush the answer. "Enough that no faction can make decisions in the name of the House without answering to me. The succession is finished, the Tide has new leadership, and powers that drifted away from the central family are being brought back under it."
"That was not what he asked," Elenara said. Her attention had not left Nerith since the token entered its slot. "A House can recognize a head and still spend years resisting her. Are the factions that supported your siblings accepting the result, or merely waiting to see whether you fail?"
