The Political Elite stood in quiet clusters, men whose faces had once stared out from campaign posters and national broadcasts. A former President. Current Senators. Three sitting Ministers. The very architects of laws that shaped millions of lives.
And they were here. Not as dignitaries. Not as leaders. But as… participants.
Nearby, the Legal Pillars gathered High Court Judges in tailored suits, their expressions unreadable, their presence heavy with unspoken verdicts. And there Seron's breath caught the Commissioner.
The same man who had signed Violet's release papers. The same man who had stood before cameras, speaking of justice and order.
Now he laughed softly at something Ace said. Like they were old friends. Like, none of it meant anything.
Then there were the Titans. Men and women whose names lived in financial headlines and global markets. Fortune 500 CEOs. Shipping magnates whose fleets ruled international waters. Empires in human form.
