"Don't look at Tyler when we walk in."
"I know."
"Look straight ahead. I'll find Kane. Keep your eyes on Kane."
"Mason."
"Yes."
"I know."
"I'm just—"
"I know you're just. I know." I kept walking. "I've got it."
The Council building was nothing like I'd imagined. No grand entrance, no towering gates, no architecture designed to make you feel small before you even got through the door. Just a long stone building set into the mountain like it had grown there, old and quiet and completely certain of itself in the way that things are when they've been standing long enough to stop caring what anyone thinks of them.
The doors were already open.
"How many people are in there," I said quietly.
"Council members, their seconds, legal representatives." Owen's voice low beside me. "Tyler's t
