Serene showed up at my shop the day before the hearing.
She did not saunter in like she always used to.
She slammed the door so hard it banged thwack against the wall, and the wind chime above the door jangled violently.
"What the hell do I have to do to get you to drop the charges?" Serene demanded.
I was cataloging an old sweater a customer had dropped off. I tucked it safely into the cabinet first, then lifted my head.
"Get out," I said.
She flung a stack of papers onto my counter.
They were summoned from the Moon Court.
"Ronan froze every single one of my permissions at Frostpine, stripped me of my banquet duties, and even took back my living quarters," Serene shrieked, her voice shaking as she snatched a scarf off the display shelf. "And now he is making me pay all the damages
