Alex stepped into the grand ballroom at the base of the castle using the inner door, his boots clicking softly against the polished marble floor.
The air inside was warm, filled with the lingering hum of laughter and clinking glasses. Alex observed all that, his mind elsewhere as he still wondered what Vanessa and Alenia could be doing.
'Are things getting sorted out fine? Or will I have to step in?' Such thoughts passed through his head.
He didn't know just how right he was back then when he thought that the crack between Vanessa and Alenia might be partly his fault.
Listening to Sophie's advice was probably the best thing he could've done—not that he knew that yet. He would come to realize it later.
Soon, he had just arrived at the compartment where the council members were supposed to be, only to find a note left in their place.