The secure room had been designed to survive siege, interception, diplomatic espionage, and, according to Mezos, at least three forms of high-level ether disruption.
It had not been designed to survive Gabriel Lyon's amusement.
That, Arik decided within the first five minutes of the call, was a severe architectural oversight.
The projection hovered above the central table in clean imperial light, stabilized by three layered wards and a private Agaronian channel that made every other communication system in Wrohan look like a child's toy assembled by drunk bureaucrats. On the other side, seated in the imperial residence in Agaron, were his parents.
Damian Lyon looked exactly as he always did when pretending not to be invested.
