Marco Valerio was holding a paper, but he quickly put it down on the nightstand and walked to his bathroom. He brushed his teeth, then grabbed the paper and made a call on the landline on his nightstand.
"Please notify Councillor Marelli that she has to make all the necessary arrangements for a summit with Sylon in Byzantium. She will be our representative."
He then hanged up and considered this turn of events. Things were coming together.