How, indeed?
Hackles rising at what they perceived as intolerable insolence, the other members of the Council began to defend her, scolding him for his audacity. A little dazed and overwhelmed by the voices speaking all at once, Alys stared at them, wondering why everyone is getting all riled up by a legitimate question.
It’s completely natural, after all, in everyone’s eyes—except for those who know her—Alys is a wild card, practically unknown and definitely unpredictable.
She looks back at Chance and he has a wry smile on his lips, knowing perfectly well that he has stirred the hornets’ nest, yet he remains unbothered by the incoming stings. He’s not looking at the other members of the Council; he keeps his eyes trained on Alys, raising an eyebrow ever so subtly. There’s no malice or
