Chapter 17
The council erupted into chaos.
Voices clashed from every corner of the room.
“Kill them!”
“No, we need to question the girl first!”
“The relic must be here!”
“Search her!”
“Lucien cannot be allowed to leave alive!”
Lyra stood frozen in the middle of it all.
Her hands were still bound, and her legs felt weak beneath her. She could barely keep herself standing after everything that had happened.
Beside her, Lucien was struggling to remain upright.
His breathing was slow and uneven.
Blood stained the side of his clothes, and the enchanted chains around his wrists seemed to drain whatever strength he had left.
Yet somehow, his eyes remained fixed on Lyra.
As if she were the only person in the room he cared about.
Mira tried to push her way toward her granddaughter.
