His head was spinning. From the conversation swirling around him, Caelan managed to grasp three disorienting pieces of information.
First, the alliance between Count Octavia and Duchess Aelia had apparently been his own masterstroke.
Second, the faction they called “Foedus Arcanum” had been formed because of a letter he had sent to Count Octavia.
And third, the flood of gifts he had been receiving were not mere pleasantries. They were