The cobblestone streets of the Undercity echoed with the footsteps of Matilda and the twins as they made their way towards the Governor's mansion.
The air was thick with tension, an evident unease that hung between them like a heavy curtain.
Shadow broke the silence first, her voice a silky purr. "You know, darling, we couldn't help but notice how... cold you were to our dear Governor during the match."
Whisper nodded, her eyes glinting with a mixture of amusement and calculation. "Indeed. The poor man looked absolutely crestfallen. It's not wise to upset such a powerful patron, you know."
Matilda's face remained impassive, but her mind raced. 'So that's their game. They're trying to manipulate me into appeasing him.' Outwardly, she simply raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And what do you propose I do about it?"
The twins exchanged a quick glance, a silent conversation passing between them in the blink of an eye.
