Kael’s Pov
The evening meeting was very tedious. Eldric, the High Priest, talked a lot about taxes and how bad the Southern rebels were. He used fancy words that didn’t mean much and kept saying the same things again and again. I sat on the throne, listening but not really paying attention. My mind was on the reports from the border soldiers. The troops were moving, and the prophecy deadline was coming soon. I needed to make a decision.
Elvanya was in the room as usual. She stood quietly behind a small table near the fireplace. She wore her rough gray servant dress, blending into the shadows. She carefully poured water into the Council members’ cups. She moved softly and kept her eyes down, not looking at anyone.
I found myself watching her, even though I did not want to. I saw how he
