Chapter Nine
Alec leaned back in his chair and listened to the argument between Marcus Staghorn and Lenora Ballentor. Lenora had been complaining more frequently, and the latest incident with the Coalition had given her more fuel for her arguments. Contrary to everything in the reports, she maintained that the entire situation with the Coalition had been handled badly. In her opinion, trading should continue and someone else should attempt to handle negotiations with the foreigners.
“Woman, you are grating on my last nerve,” Marcus announced, slapping his hands on the table and standing up. “If any one of us had been in Alec’s shoes, we would have done the exact same thing. The Coalition has proven to be dishonorable with their actions.”
Lenora stood, her blond hair elaborately coiffed
