Lucien was in charge of the Rangers. The chubby Donvaire stood somewhat stiffly around the table, looking as though he wasn't entirely sure he belonged there. After everything that had happened with Vaelor, Zephyrion supposed it was understandable.
Fiona and Tobias were in charge of the Support Group, and both wore smiles, clearly pleased to be here. Fiona, however, stood beside Zephyrion, closer than was remotely necessary. Over the past few months, she had only grown more brazen, especially since Lumi began distancing herself from him.
Without looking at her, Zephyrion subtly inched away, careful enough that no one would notice.
Then he frowned at the empty space beside him. He was saving it for a particular petite girl…
'Where is she?'
