Jordan's POV
"One of the council's eldest is here." Mum said calmly, she adjusted the hem of her blouse. "You will want to clean up and meet us in the dining room in ten. Do not keep him waiting, Jordan."
My stomach twisted as i nodded my head slowly. The council, great timing.
The door shut close behind her and my gaze shifted back to Corvin, who was now leaning against the wall.
"I wonder what they want. The council do not just show up for tea." I mumbled.
Corvin shrugged. "Who knows? Maybe it means something is about to change. That is why you have to act natural like you have got everything under control."
I raised a brow at him. "You mean, act like I am not falling apart on the inside and that I have no idea what I am doing."
He stepped forward and leaned closer to me, low
