Chapter 18: The Pre-eminence CouncilNormally Myrtle was good on the uptake, but even she was shaking her head. “You’re going to have to run this by me one more time.”
Ashe was no longer wearing the Acadamae robes. He was wearing a loose-fitting dark blue outfit fit for sneaking around at night, with a gold chain across his cloak.
With his crackling voice, I penned him at fifteen at most. In fact, he would’ve been completely unremarkable, even adorably dorky, if it wasn’t for his stunning purple eyes. Pact Mage’s eyes tended to make them seem more serious and mature, even if they weren’t. He had also spent the entire conversation walking about and pacing. Clearly, sitting down and relaxing wasn’t for him.
“Aria’s going for Lazarus’s throat in two days, and I’ve been told to sit off on th
