Those hazel eyes met the amber ones across the council table, the collision between them immediate and incendiary.
Vaeron's expression turned glacial. There was no mistaking the disdain carved into every hard line of his face, nor the way his jaw tightened with the effort of restraint.
For a moment, the room seemed to narrow around the two brothers until Lord Aurelion stepped in.
"Now is hardly the hour for accusations, Greed," he said, his voice carrying the weight of practiced authority. His gaze moved between them, sharp and warning. "Trading blows with your brother will gain us nothing,"
A slow, taunting smile curved across Greed's lips.
"This is far from accusations, Lord Aurelion. It is a simple reason." He straightened from the table, amber eyes gleaming in the torchlight. "The mortal was present at the time of the attack. She remains the only conscious witness to what transpired before Vespera fell," His smile sharpened. "Surely, that makes her… valuable."
