#Chapter 86: Questionable

Charles As I sat at my desk in the dimly lit office, the soft glow of the computer screen casting an eerie blue light across the room, I couldn't help but feel a strange sense of anticipation. It was an unusual feeling for me, considering the list of names I was reviewing for the next open court day. These gatherings were typically filled with disputes, grievances, and political maneuvering among the clans, making them a draining affair. Usually, the thought of it would set me on edge. I knew my people well enough to know that a lot of the conflicts heard in court would be easily resolved if anyone laid down their pride and thought things through. It had the tendency to make me testy, but I didn't feel that usual tension in my shoulders. Maybe I had grown more relaxed as I aged, but I doubted it. It was Grace. It was knowing that at the end of these court hearings and the time I allotted to deal with Clan issues was Grace, Cecil, and Richard back in Mooncrest. My lips twitc