It was a scene of remarkable tranquility, yet neither father nor son could shake the feeling that beneath that calm exterior, something far greater than either of them yet understood had already begun to unfold.
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Commander's POV
The commander remained standing outside the reception residence for several moments after the doors had closed behind Alpha Gerald and Liam. Only when he was satisfied that the attendants had everything under control did he quietly step away from the entrance and make his way across the courtyard toward a secluded corner of the estate.
The afternoon breeze stirred the banners bearing the Nightshade crest as he removed the secure communication device fastened to his belt and activated the encrypted channel reserved for the Royal Household.
The call connected almost immediately.
"Marcus speaking."
The commander inclined his head instinctively, despite knowing the Royal Beta couldn't see the gesture.
