Synopsis

He smelled a trap. The air hung thick with unspoken promises, a cloying sweetness that did little to mask the metallic tang of deceit. Every word, every gesture from the assembled dignitaries felt rehearsed, carefully calibrated to elicit agreement. Yet, beneath the polished pronouncements and practiced smiles, a current of something darker flowed – a subtle pressure, a veiled threat. Peter considered the implications. The Guild’s alliance with the Dwarves was fragile, strained by years