Chapter 34: Time For Confrontation

Meira, Sassafras's mind snapped in mine as I stormed my way down the hall toward my grandfather's office, you have to

keep it together.

I've been keeping it together, I snarled back. A tactic which has gotten me nowhere. I'd traded Rameranselot's sardonic

but gentle guidance for the snappish and familiar whip-crack of my demon cat. I don't think either could have slowed me

down, no matter the influence the two had over me. The power of Demonicon crackled around me as I stomped my way toward

the small gathering of guards outside Henemordonin's door. Time for some confrontation for a change.

Ahbi's anger boosted my confidence, but I couldn't suppress the soft shiver of old fear, four years in the making,

winding its way up my spine. I was about to face down my grandfather and endure him yelling at me.

You can do it, Ahbi sent. I'm with you.

And that was the biggest difference this time around. It used to be Ahbi and I were as much at odds as myself and