The Imperial Chamber was steeped in an air of tense anticipation, its high, arched ceilings echoing with the faint murmur of the gathered group. Queen Loreleia sat at the head of the circular table, her regal posture unyielding despite the gravity of the discussion. Beside her, Ilyrana rested a hand on the polished wood, her gaze fixed intently on Irithiel, who stood nearby with her usual composed vigilance. Luke, shifting uneasily in his seat, glanced between the others, while Shesha, silent and unassuming, held her hands clasped tightly in her lap.
"Let us review what we know," Queen Loreleia began, her voice calm but edged with determination. "Corvyn's testimony points to Altreus as the orchestrator, with potential ties to Eroan. Yet, his words alone are insufficient to move against either of them without evidence that would withstand scrutiny."
