The glow of the chandelier illuminated the grand hall as Alaric paced back and forth, his mind focused on the next steps to solidify his family's position. Hosting a grand dinner to showcase their strength and unity wasn't just a social event—it was a strategic move. It would send a clear message to their allies and rivals alike. The Blackwoods, the Malcasters, and the other influential families needed to see that his family was not only back but stronger than ever.
Gilbert entered the room quietly, as he often did, his presence felt before his voice was heard. "Master, you called for me?"
Alaric turned, his sharp gaze meeting Gilbert's. "Yes. We're going to host a dinner, a grand one. Invite the Blackwoods, the Malcasters, and our other allies. It's time we reminded everyone where we stand."
Gilbert bowed his head respectfully. "Understood, Master. I'll send out the invitations immediately."
