Chapter Seven
Meikah was tempted to take a step back from her father. She raised her chin, meeting his glare, trying to keep her magic under control. The anger filling her at his expression didn’t help. “Are you going to let me in?”
“Are you trying to have your grandfather thrown off the Duke’s council?”
She was half tempted to ask her father if she should see how the Duke felt about her behaviour. But she couldn’t. “No.”
“Then what am I meant to believe when you carry on like this? Did you think I wouldn’t find out?” Heron demanded.
Of course she’d known he’d find out. “Are you going to let me inside?”
“One of my parents’ friends were informing them of your behaviour before the dance had ended.”
“Who told you?” She had a good idea who, but wanted to know for certain.
“My parents a
