Gordons’ Inner Compound
As the city lord reached the gates of the inner yard, he was momentarily delayed before a mage from the Gordons clan arrived to escort him inside, the mage led him to an open room where the Grand Elder was already seated, with a sly smile on his face.
“And here I was, thinking my old friend would be the one entertaining me, after years of him inviting me to his home, I finally decided to visit!” the city lord said with a teasing tone as he took the seat opposite the Grand Elder.
The Grand Elder chuckled politely but replied with an edge,
“To be honest, even you must realize that negotiating with me is far better than dealing with my brother directly.” His tone was courteous, yet the underlying warning was unmistakable, a reminder of where the city lord currently stood with the Gordons clan.
The Grand Elder’s words drew a hearty laugh from the city lord, who quickly regained his composure and locked eyes with him.