°•♡Chapter 109~ The Queens Command

The next morning, I sat at the long, cold table in the council chamber, surrounded by murmurs I didn’t care to understand.

They were all talking over each other. Voices rising. Hands waving. Faces red with urgency and fear.

“Selene has made her move—”

“We must form the allied lines now—”

“She has tapped into something unnatural, something beyond—”

“We should burn her at the stakes—”

I stared blankly ahead, jaw clenched.

Not because I had nothing to say. But because none of them were saying anything that mattered.

Vane’s sharp, tactical voice cut across the room. “We need full patrols on the eastern border. Her forces are unpredictable. If she breaches again—”

“And risk pulling more into open conflict?” Ronan snapped. “She still has Kael and Talia.”

Lucien backed him up without hesitation. “We don’t go to war while she holds them. That’s not strategy. That’s suicide.”

I looked at them both.

Their faces were hard. Focused. Loyal.

And right.

The tension kept ri