The council chamber looked the same as it always did grand, orderly, dignified. Sunlight spilled through tall windows, illuminating the long table where Avaloria's power sat neatly arranged. Ministers murmured to one another in low, respectful tones, parchment already prepared, expressions carefully neutral.
It would have been easy to believe nothing had changed.
Lucien took his seat beside Alexander, letting his shoulder brush against his husband's in a way that looked casual but felt deliberate. Alexander didn't move away. If anything, he leaned in slightly, grounding Lucien before the meeting even began.
Lucien inhaled once, steadying himself.
Smile. Listen. Ask politely.
That had been his strategy on the road, and it had served him well.
Minister Aldren rose first, smoothing his robes. "Your Highnesses, welcome back. We trust the journey was… enlightening."
Lucien smiled warmly. "It was. Thank you, Minister."
