Chapter Seven
Fallout
The meeting glade that rested in the heart of the Light Elves’ domain was packed. Every elf who had not volunteered to join the search parties for Saviadro and who wasn’t standing watch over the forest borders was in attendance. Iadrawyn and Valanandir would have joined the search parties themselves, but the entire wood had been thrown into chaos by Saviadro’s actions, forcing them to remain behind and rely on others to track Saviadro down.
The air of the glade was filled with tension and fearful, murmuring voices. Iadrawyn caught the faint scent of nervous sweat coming from the press of bodies.
She spared a covert glance at the empty wooden seats to her right and Valanandir’s left. The only conspicuous absence was her own two children. Andirlynia was standing gua
