Lucian Veynar

Greeting

I sat in the great hall, filled with the dim light of countless candles. The voices around me sounded like a distant hum—an endless medley of polite diplomacy, veiled threats, and sweet smiles that held more bells than pleasantries. It was a ball, a feast, officially celebrating an alliance, but in truth a chess game of power and intrigue. I wasn't here to enjoy myself. Enjoyment is a tool, not a goal. I was here to observe, listen, and gather.