Felaern's POV 

Getting through Quinn's security had gone as expected. It was clear they had very specific orders upon my arrival. Anxiety pebbled their expressions and a flurry of activity ensued as a large group of guards suddenly appeared to 'escort' me to the conference room. 

I smirked. Oh yes, Quinn definitely expected me. 

When I entered the doorway, I found the conference room to also be exactly as I had expected. Quinn stood toward the back with several of his guards strategically around him, while Alaric stood off to the side.

Alaric's posture was stiff, and his hands clenched into fists, as he walked to stand about five feet...