Morning sunlight poured through the towering windows of Victor Graves Tower with quiet elegance, illuminating polished walnut floors, towering shelves of leather-bound ledgers, and walls adorned with portraits of merchants, diplomats, and forgotten financiers whose influence had once reached farther than the armies of kings, while the city below awakened beneath drifting bells and busy marketplaces completely unaware that decisions made within this secluded chamber would quietly redirect the ambitions of noble families long before a single proclamation reached the streets.
