Chapter 9
The Esteemed Council
“I really don’t think this is a good idea, Evra,” Meira whispered as he nudged her forth into his father’s Council Chambers. He hung behind her a half-step, wearing her like a shield. Her groan traveled back to him. “We haven’t even started and they’re already whispering about me.”
“Doesn’t take a council meeting to make men whisper about a female Rush Rider.”
“Your true feelings emerge.” Meira aimed herself to the back of the room, to find a chair beyond the table, but Evra navigated her back to the center. He stayed behind her, steeling himself to face the men who already thought they knew him and would treat him according to that fractured knowledge.
“You’re tougher than all the men in this room put together, Meira. They know it, and they’ll never abi
