Chapter 1713 Deliberately Late

• More than an hour had gone by. Night had silently blanketed Kenfort. The historic streets sparkled under vibrant lights, alive with sound and movement.
• But inside the general's mansion, a quiet, almost unnerving calm had taken hold.
• Freshly bathed and dressed in clean clothes, Finnegan sat at the dining table, a faint, knowing smile playing on his lips. Josiah was supposed to have arrived by now, but he hadn't shown.