"Once the trial begins, no one may privately interrogate the rejected."
The Temple Keeper stepped out from the shadows of the doorway, carrying a massive, black-bound Grimoire. He moved slowly, his bones fragile with age, but his voice silenced the entire Council of Elders.
Ogg still tried to throw his weight around. "Keeper, she is a criminal who broke into the Forbidden Archives."
The Keeper didn't even look at Ogg. He fixed his gaze on me. "Ivy Whitestream is a registered archivist. I approved her entry myself."
A hush fell over the hall.
Rayne stared at me as if seeing me for the first time. "You were really in the Archives for three years?"
I didn't answer him.
The Keeper presented the black Grimoire to me. "Read the page you restored."
My hands were shaking. Eli supported the
