CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
MIRA
We had received an almost immediate answer to our notification to the Council, and I was given four days before I had to appear to present my claim. Meanwhile, Ancaera filled me in on what I would be facing.
“Technically,” she told me. “There is a Council of eleven Riders. But the reality is that Master Dimétrian is the Council. He’s been the Master for as long as anyone can remember, and he has too much power and too many connections for anyone to risk going against him.”
“How long has he been the Master of the Council?”
“That’s hard to say.” She frowned. “I remember Vaelir had been trying to figure that out. He’d been checking old documents and asking around. No one could recall a time before he was Master.”
“Do you think he had anything to do with Vaelir a
