Aeron“Shut up.”The sound of my voice resonates off the walls in the room, cutting clean through the air before Helena can speak. I slowly walk in, hands clasped behind my back, gaze sweeping across the room. For a second, the only sound in the chamber is the quiet ruffle of the elders' robes as they all shift to look at me. Brows furrowing, I turn to where Helena stands, frozen at the spot. Slowly, her head turns, her expression tightening as her eyes meet mine. The composure she wore when I walked in is still there, but it is forced now. “Oh, Aeron," she mutters, her tone heightening as she feigns surprise. "I… didn't realize you were–”“Did I give you permission to speak, Helena?" I cut in, stepping further into the room. I watch her lips part, ready to retort, but then they close again. Her jaw tightens and her gaze follows me as I walk past her. My hands run over the table until I finally reach my seat at the head of the table. The chair creaks softly under me as I settle d
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