An Understated Dominance Chapter 2628

Chapter 2628

Grace stood before a table stacked high with sea charts, her fingertips gently brushing the coarse, yellowed hemp paper.

The cinnabar-red routes etched across the maps looked like congealed blood streaks, glowing eerily beneath the candlelight.

When Logan pushed open the door, he caught sight of her closing a rosewood box, tucking thick cowhide account books inside. Snippets of text peeked out between the pages—“freshwater reserves,” “dry food ratios”—evidence of meticulous planning for a voyage that promised danger at every turn.

“Any word from the fishermen?” Logan asked as he stepped in.

Grace lifted her gaze, her eyes reflecting the deepening dusk outside the window. “Stevie just returned from the harbor. He found an old fisherman—Ronin. Said he once saw a mirage near the Black Water Ditch three years ago. A jade-colored palace suspended in the clouds. The stone stele at the front had a name carved into it—‘Fairyharbor.’”

She paused, tapping her fingers thoughtfully on the table. “But the old man said the vision lasted only as long as an incense stick. When he looked again, even the sea fog was gone.”