Chapter 32VICTOR'S POV I had never quite gotten used to the smell of the council chamber, even after decades. The smell of cedarwood and old paper hung heavy in the air every single meeting day.All ten seats that belonged to the Elders were occupied except one. The Elder had asked for permission to be absent and, honestly, it was a relief since he argued the loudest."Councilor Victor, welcome!" Reginald chirped from his side of the table and I responded with a brief nod. "Luckily, you are just in time," he muttered, examining the pocket watch in his hand. Less than a minute later, the ninth Elder walked in and Reginald rose to address the council, sharing papers listing out his agenda for the meeting.While he spoke, I randomly remembered my conversation with Freya when she had asked if I trusted him. While I held no iota of distrust for him then, I began to wonder what had made her ask that. And so ever since then, I'd been carefully scrutinizing the words he spoke and noticed
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