The day of the gathering arrived...
The gathering was not merely ceremonial.
Whenever a major event concluded in the West Continent, especially one involving multiple powerful factions, the Solar Concordium traditionally hosted a convergence.
It was part farewell, part exchange, and part politics.
This time, factions traded and bartered treasures recovered from the ruins, registered discoveries with the Concordium, and quietly negotiated alliances, debts, and future cooperation. For many, it was the only neutral ground where such dealings could occur without bloodshed.
For factions from distant continents, it was a final chance to settle unfinished matters before returning home.
For others, it was simply a goodbye.
Lucien chose not to attend.
While others celebrated survival, exchanged spoils, or tested the waters of future ambition, he preferred silence.
After all, he had already gained what mattered most.
Lucien and Marie remained in his room.
