"This is pure cruelty!"
"Exactly! We cannot take this sitting!"
"This means war!"
"How dare they!!"
"I say put them in their place!!"
The Slitherwit's chief conference hall was getting more and more heated, pushing all the council members and chiefs at the edge of their seats—brewed with anger.
Lord Elliot remained seated on his throne seat, resting his elbows on the flat surface of the long table.
The elite members of the table continued to roar and bang the table, finding it harder to compose their decency.
Elliot kept his eyes shut, not saying a word.
The mains door suddenly pushed open, revealing Chief Lady Esther. All heads snapped up.
The Lord finally opened his eyes. One of the chiefs then shouted. "Finally! You are here!"
Esther Ignored the man, padding straight to the
