Everyone followed the masked Zac out of the pub. They casually grouped up with Elder Baston at the back, silent.
When they reached the Boarril town gate, Zac stopped. "That will be all, Elder Baston. For now, gather and prepare your disciples in case we need to react to Briston's threats of war."
"But the summons included me for the mediation meeting," Elder Baston retorted.
"And it also didn't ask for me, the Interim Lightning Lord," replied Zac. "If Lord Tiberius were here, would they have happened to ask for the members of the Frantoch Council? No. I doubt it. They would've been satisfied with meeting the Lightning Lord along with some advisors. So that's what we'll do."
Frustrated but unable to say much, Elder Baston asked, "Please, forgive my earlier outburst. I merely asked to see evidence and to–"
