The main passage opened onto a wide gallery above the Council's eastern gardens. Trafalgar walked beside Lysandra past knots of nobles crowding the balconies. The day's decisions had given everyone something to chew on, and the agreement between Morgain and Vaelion drew the most whispers.
Near one of the side corridors, Maeron stood talking with several representatives of lesser Houses sworn to Morgain. Two wore military insignia, and a third carried a folder under his arm. Trafalgar knew their faces from the castle, though he had never dealt with them himself.
Lysandra had spotted them too.
"Maeron's going to have a busy few weeks once we return. I imagine half the family will want to know what Father intends to do with the compensation."
"Ten Legendary items," Trafalgar said. "That's a considerable amount of wealth, even for one of the Eight Great Families. I'm surprised Roderic agreed to surrender so many."
