The atmosphere in the chamber weighed heavily on her as she waited with bated breath for the Elder's return.
The chamber remained deathly silent, apart from her father's heavy breathing as he struggled with his anger whilst his eyes seemed to bore into her very soul.
Ann didn't fear her father, but the intense hatred that was being directed at her was more than a little disconcerting. She was fairly sure that if she had been here alone without Adam at her side, then her discomfort would have been obvious.
Ann glanced over at where Ada stood, still frozen in an elaborate pose and rooted to the spot between the two burly golems.
'I have to say that's quite an improvement on her normal behavior,' Maeve sniggered before adding thoughtfully, 'I wonder if the Elders would teach us
