After the events of the day we were called for a meeting with Lady Genevieve for a brief meeting.
The meeting with Lady Genevieve was held in one of the sitting rooms of the governor's estate. The room was elegant but not overly grand, with polished wooden floors and shelves filled with books about maritime history. Lucien sat with his arms crossed, exhaustion settling deep in his bones. Across from him, Alexander was as composed as ever, sitting straight with that unreadable expression he always wore.
Lady Genevieve stood before them, flipping through a leather-bound notebook. She was a sharp woman in her early forties, always dressed in a crisp navy-blue suit. Her dark hair was pulled into a severe bun, and her piercing gaze rarely missed anything. She had been handling the public image of Veridian's royal family for years, and Lucien respected her efficiency, even if he didn't always like what she had to say.
