The Archon fumed. This was getting nowhere. If he was to get what he came for, he'd need to draw their attention. He'd need a common point upon which they could all agree and all stand. The hall was awash with dozens of powerful changelings and dozen more heads of minor colonies and free sidhes. All of them were jockeying for position and prestige above the other, all of them coming just short of blows. Never in his life, or any of theirs he imagined, would they have thought something like this could've taken place. But then Chrysalis had to reclaim Lepidopolis and assert her claim. That could not go unchallenged or unanswered.