Chapter Twenty-Nine: Perceive
The war council was in full swing, the tension in the air thick enough to cut with a knife. Glacy Vitro stood at the head of the table, her voice steady and clear as she relayed the distressing news about the Sirens.
“I’ve received troubling reports,” Glacy began, her voice cold and cutting through the tension. “Our trade routes have been corrupted, caravans vanishing, ships lost and goods stolen mid-transit. Even our allied nations pretend amnesia when questioned. So I investigated myself, and the truth surfaced. Sirens. They’ve been weaving their songs into our merchants’ minds, bending memory and loyalty alike. We’ve stalked their trail long enough to come to this conclusion with certainty. I gathered you all today to decide how to end it.”
The warriors
