Patrick was about to return to Silvermoon City for a meeting. As for affairs at the Sun Temple, he could leave them to Higgins Eil Cabrolon for the time being. Although the young man was obsessed with swordsmanship, he knew what mattered when the family's interests were involved. Besides, with Idonis and the others assisting him on one side, and family members dispatched to take up permanent residence at the Sun Temple assisting him on the other, handling routine work would pose virtually no difficulty.
Patrick teleported directly outside the Silvermoon Council. An emergency meeting was unlike a formal session: the councilors only needed to come together to discuss unexpected developments or review supplementary bills concerning certain legal provisions.
This was Patrick's first appearance on the political stage. He had to get off to a good start and gain some political leverage.
He teleported directly into the Council's Teleportation Chamber, where attendants were already waiting. They belonged to the Sunstrider royal family's personal guard, the Spellbreaker corps.
"Councilor Patrick Cabrolon, this way, please." The Spellbreaker attendant wore a practiced smile as he led Patrick onward.
They arrived at the Silvermoon Council's assembly hall, which resembled a council chamber in an ancient Western style. A ring of white marble columns stood around its outer edge, and reliefs covered the white interior walls, with wisps of arcane energy flowing within them. Its carved balustrades and jade steps were magnificent and splendid.
The interior dome was covered in a full layer of gold, adorned with mithril patterns and studded with rubies and sapphires. Under the magical lamps, it cast down a wash of golden sunlight, making one feel as though one stood in a golden universe, radiant and dazzling.
The lapis lazuli floor was inlaid with thorium patterns. A presiding platform stood in