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The Council
The woman sitting in front of me stared with a cold, calculating gaze. Others had their hands over their mouths, shaking their heads in disbelief. Was it so hard to believe?
“Are you certain?” the woman said, her voice sharp and clear. The power within her was almost overwhelming, and even her stare sent small shivers along my arms, leaving goosebumps to form behind it.
I leant back in the chair, tugging nervously at my sleeve. I had been sitting in this chair for almost an hour now, and it was unsettling. Not to mention they had waited a whole day before responding to my request to meet. The girl was slowly dying and they had dragged me up here for what? Just to talk around in circles about the same thing, and never actually get anywhere with the conversation. They were wasting my time.
Most of the time had been spent trying to find the words to describe what exactly Jaida and I thought was going on. Many on the Council had looked on in horror as I recounted
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