The intertwining of the three forces makes it impossible for anyone to easily concede. Calming the chaos and bringing Gazalin back under a single powerful voice in a short time is nothing short of wishful thinking.
Stephen stood by the window, unable to figure out how the seemingly foolproof plan had devolved into the current situation.
Bruce, how did he fail?
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"Reinhardt, there's something I need to confirm. The rumors about you and James... are they true?" Concannon lifted his coffee, observing his old school friend with a sidelong glance.
If there's anyone in the world qualified to ask Reinhardt about his private origins, it is only Concannon at this moment. He was Reinhardt's best friend during his studies in the Desic Empire and the only son of Prince Claudin, the special envoy of the Desic Empire. At this critical juncture, he was the one who could offer the most help to Reinhardt.
