Paths of Resolve
The carriage rattled down a secluded path, leaving the bustling administrative sector far behind.
Gavin's destination was a quiet stretch of land on the outskirts—a space claimed by the branch family, where his aunt, Latina Arthur, resided.
When the carriage arrived, Gavin took a deep breath, straightened his shoulders, and stepped down.
Latina awaited him outside, her gaze a mixture of curiosity and guarded skepticism.
Gavin lowered his head respectfully, his voice solemn. "I need to speak with you about something important, Aunt."
Surprised by the uncharacteristic display of humility, Latina cast a quick glance toward her husband, who gave a small, knowing smile.
"Come with me, Gavin," she said, turning to lead him inside.
Gavin followed in silence, nerves humming as they passed through a grand corridor and emerged in a blooming garden.
