Chapter 15
IT WAS ELLIOT, ONE of my father’s Councilors, nodded in my direction as though that were a greeting. I shifted, waiting. What was he doing here, and why was he so stiff about it?
“Hello Bella.” He glanced behind me, taking in the pristine white shelves filled with books. A glimmer of appreciation flickered in his eyes. “I’d forgotten how large this library was. I don’t think I’ve been inside these walls since I was a student here myself.”
He chuckled, shaking his head, as though he was lost in a memory.
I bit my tongue on making a rhetoric about how many centuries ago that was. I didn’t want to be rude, but it was this elephant in the room, so to speak.
“It’s a beautiful library,” I said, not liking the tone he had used. I couldn’t be sure if he appreciated it truly, or if
