The Heirs

A few days later, within a beautiful garden, one full of exotic flowers from all over the Heavens, Orion, Cecilia and Lavaros calmly sat around a white and gold marble table as they discussed.

A discussion about the future.

"As expected, our trading routes have been heavily compromised. We're under constant attack by hired militias, ones hired by the big powers of the mortal sector."

"The situation was getting out of hand and beginning to be threatening, so I acted. To combat this, I directly went to meet up with the regulators and signed a contract of interest with them so they could dampen the pressure currently being put on us." Added Lavaros.

Orion, deep in thought, slowly nodded as he stirred his tea then spoke.

"What was the deal about? Did they try using their leverage?" He asked.