The council reconvened within the hour, word of Elowen's unexpected presence having spread through the summit grounds with the particular speed reserved for genuinely momentous news, and the pavilion filled considerably beyond its previous capacity, delegates and observers alike crowding close to witness what promised to be a historic reckoning.
Wren stood near the front of the assembly beside Kane, her exhaustion from the past week's relentless crises momentarily forgotten in the anticipation of finally, truly seeing justice served after twenty-two years of buried truth. Garrick stood at her other side, his expression carrying a complicated mixture of vindication and lingering grief for the family he'd only recently learned he'd lost to this same conspiracy.
Elowen stood before the asse
