Caelum remained seated across from Trafalgar, his posture as straight and controlled as ever. The office had gone quiet around them, broken only by the faint crackle of the fireplace and the muted sounds of servants moving beyond the closed door.
"The last full Council was a long time ago," Caelum began. "More than two years, in fact. A great deal has happened since then, and until now there has not been a point where all eight seats could properly be represented."
Trafalgar rested one arm against the side of his chair and listened.
"As you know, House Myrrhvale had no recognized head after the death of its previous matriarch," Caelum continued. "Officially, her death was attributed to natural causes."
"We both know that isn't what happened," Trafalgar said. "You don't need to repeat the public version to me. I'll explain what I found in Myrrhvale after we finish this."
Caelum inclined his head. "Understood. Then I will continue from there."
