Harry flanked by two friends, his tone mocking.
"Still talking about dirt and trees, are we? Come now, Evelise! You're engaged to the future Mayor! Talk about something important, like the new land allocation or the City treasury!"
Evelise turned, her public smile instantly back in place. "Lord Harry, my parents were simply reminding me of the heritage that guides my scientific work. You see, understanding the natural world is crucial, even for a politician."
"Oh, spare me the lecture," Harry scoffed, draining his glass. "Your job is to cure the sick and look good on my arm, not manage my investments. The Nexus is our property now, a glorified power plant. Your kind just has the funny key to switch it on."
Sid, positioned strategically behind Evelise, felt the urge to intervene again. He subtly took a large, conspicuous step forward, his shadow engulfing Harry slightly.
Evelise's mother rushed forward, her voice tight with terror and panic.
