Chapter 70

Ishaan had been prepared for something dramatic, an eleventh hour reveal or something. Instead they got a reply on the second day that the council as a whole had made a decision and ordered then back to hear it. Ishaan shook his head at the order, why were they handing out orders to a sovereign people. Carina looked serene, the very embodiment of the Soul of the Flight. Only Ishaan knew what that front of serenity was costing her. She’d been ill that morning, sick with tension and worry an shaking in every limb. Then it had all gone away, concealed behind that perfect serenity, only it was still in the lines of her body and deep in the recesses of her eyes, but to the outside observer she was perfectly serene.