CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
RISPAN
“You are late!” Ivanos snapped at Gralbast.
“Yes, Magistrate,” Gralbast nodded. “Most distressing, I assure you. It is almost as if there was a concerted effort to prevent my attendance, but I am sure it was simply coincidence. I should like to proceed unless there is some objection to allowing the accused legal representation?”
There was some murmuring around the room while Ivanos glared at Gralbast.
“What are your qualifications?” demanded Abaran.
“For many years,” Gralbast answered, “I was the Merchant Guildmaster and acted in the capacity of legal advisor both in and out of court. I am extensively familiar with District Law and City law. I am qualified to act for the accused unless he objects.”
I was still in shock at this new Gralbast I was seeing, a
