"Despite the efforts, forces beyond our control have struck. One of ours was gravely wounded, she was rushed to the hospice. Blasphemy of celebrations in Laura's honor will not be forgiven nor forgotten," the voice lowered, leaving the confused listeners to loom.
"Igna, what truly happened?"
"Mother," he said as to not draw further attention, "-come with me," he shuffled to the veranda. Courtney looked over her shoulder and called Elvira, who excused herself from a crowd of influential figures. They hurdled away from windows, "-Igna, you owe us an explanation," hands akimbo, lady Courtney didn't care to hide her mood.
A tired gasp followed into a summary of what transpired. From Undrar to the Shadow Realm, he left no details.
"And to think all that happened in a few hours…"
