*
The hall was a large and cavernous room, so large that it almost seemed frightening at first glance. It was dimly lit, and there were several rows of dark chairs all lined up along the length of the room. They were arranged so that there would be a long but narrow walking space right in the middle, where a crimson carpet was rolled out as if it was some grand Hollywood affair.
Morgana walked on ahead of me, her eyes fixed on the raised podium at the end of the room where six high-backed chairs were arranged in a semi-circle so that they faced the rest of the room. Three large men stood behind the chairs, glaring down at us with their blazing eyes and thin mouths.
"Why are we here?" I asked, hurrying to catch up with Morgana. She had been quiet ever since we left the house, even tho
