Later that night - Inside a stone Workshop lit by electric lamps
The room was modest, lit by two bulbs hanging from the ceiling with twine. A crude map of the continent was spread across the table, marked with their village, the distant Pentaline Empire, and far across, beyond the seas, the Aetherborn Empire.
Lumberling sat on one end of the table, arms resting beside his spear. Across from him sat Vaenyra, legs crossed, with Thessalia and Aurelya flanking her.
He slid a book toward Vaenyra, his compiled knowledge on the principles of electricity, its functions, and applications. It was part of their original deal: his knowledge in exchange for elven magic. Now, it also marked the beginning of their business partnership.
"So," Vaenyra began, her voice crisp and composed. "What you've created tonight isn't just light. It's an economy. A disruptor. Nobles will kill to get their hands on it."
