The wartime conference room in Blackpine's Inner Fortress was already full before the meeting officially began.
Enoch sat in the Church District Supervisor's seat, leaning slightly forward.
Several recorders stood on either side of him, with lists of Sacred Flame Tower repairs, supplementary registers of Sacred Flame point numbers, and signed copies from the Governor's Mansion spread out before them.
Garrick, the quartermaster, the Knights' commander, and other Blackpine Fief officials were there too. Several newly appointed Long Night Lords assigned to the Graymist Defense Zone sat in their designated places.
A large map of the Graymist Defense Zone covered the center of the table.
It had been marked anew and was far more detailed than the old map.
The Blackpine Secretariat had used different colors to distinguish the levels of the Sacred Flame points. It had marked evacuation routes and storage locations and added contamination observation areas.
Whether the old post roads were passable, the condition of damaged bridges, and the progress of Sacred Flame Tower repairs were all marked individually, with detailed records in a separate stack of ledgers.
Sheen, the man at the center of this meeting, stood at the end of the long table.
Every eye in the room was on him.
This was the new Long Night Lords' first time seeing him up close. He was so young, yet he carried unmistakable authority.
Several recorders came forward carrying wooden boards and posted the operational records from the last Blood Moon Season's Seven Fiefs defense, item by item.
The final results were written on another board beside them.
The three core Sacred Flames at Blackpine, Grasshawk, and Ashen had remained alight. The wounded soldiers and craftsmen had been moved, the Flame Seed had endured, and the defense line had held until the Tear Knight's Expeditionary Army