Chapter Twenty-SixIn my vision, only a few of these people stood up to save my life.
Now, however, as though preparing for a standing ovation at my great oratory skills (and lack of fainting), everyone but Chester stands up.
I can’t believe it.
I beat the stubborn future after all.
I’m safe.
“Leniency it is,” Kit says ceremoniously. “Vlad, can your Enforcers protect her until she undergoes the Mandate Rite?”
As though in answer, Gaius walks into the room with a dozen black-clad figures. They must be Vlad’s Enforcers. Did he summon them telepathically, or can he text in secret better than a teenage girl?
“The Rite should commence right after the next proceedings,” Darian says after everyone sits back down.
The hooded figures around the room nod approvingly.
“Wait,” Chester shouts,
