"Extinguisher Seren," a stern voice came from the doorway on the left, and we all looked up to see Councilman Murdock walk down the steps. "We're relieved to see you're in good health." He paused; looking at my head strangely for a second before he blinked and went on. "Please come inside with your entourage."
"My entourage?" I whispered to Abby, and we giggled as we followed Murdock inside the house.
"Your father has been"—Murdock glanced at Tiernan and Torquil as he shut the door behind us—"unstable since he heard the news."
"Is he all right?" I instantly went serious.
"He's unhurt physically." Murdock sighed and gestured to a sitting room on our right. "Please, sit down, and I'll have some refreshment brought in. Extinguisher Abigail, return to your duties."
"Yes, sir," Abby said i
