Solaria Guild Headquarters - Chief's Office.
Chief Koff set down the report, his weathered fingers smoothing the parchment's edge. A dark leather patch covered his left eye, the strap disappearing into his silver-streaked hair. His remaining eye scanned the final lines before lifting to meet Derek's gaze. His face, lined with years of managing crises both great and small, betrayed nothing—no surprise, no frustration, only the quiet acceptance of a man who had long since stopped expecting the world to follow his plans.
"The princess of Melium has returned to her kingdom," Koff said slowly, as if tasting each word. "And she has reached an agreement regarding the... unfortunate incidents along the border." He glanced at Derek. "Our informants say the matter is being handled diplomatically. Officially, the princess was never in Solarian custody. Unofficially, reparations are being discussed."
