In the council hall of Thunder City Hall, sparse sunlight struggled to climb over the tall window ledges, falling onto rows of conference tables.
Neither the space nor the environment here was as bright as the Colin Grand Theater, nor as magnificent as His Majesty Theoden's Summer Palace.
However, Horace quite liked it here.
Because no tickets were required, and the tea was free.
Free black tea, wonderful!
He restrained himself and took a sip, lest he rush to the restroom before the conference even began.
"Everyone, quiet please."
The chairman's gavel struck the oak table, producing a muffled sound.
Watching the hall gradually cease its murmuring whispers, he began his speech with a voice as smooth as water.
"Today's first issue... Let me see, it was proposed by Councilor Debicco, so let's have him speak."
