Brant glanced at Alec and the High Council leader nodded, indicating his permission to discuss the situation openly. The security officer turned back to Carl. “As Master Tal’Vayr mentioned, there has been some dissent since he took over control of the towers. The public announcement of the engagement and claim between Master Tal’Vayr and Mistress Rath’Varein a month ago has both helped and hindered the tower’s stability. Most are pleased with the proposed union. However, a few others are expressing their concern that too much control is being filtered to one family.”
Carl felt as though the floor opened up beneath him. Blood pounded in his ears and he clenched his fists tightly. He barely managed to control his anger at hearing Brant’s words. Resisting the urge to pummel the High Council
