The air positively hummed as her aura rippled through the room and the people within dropped to their knees in front of her, including those that had done no wrong.
Ann felt a pang of guilt but did her best to brush it away.
It was less than ideal, but if it was spoken of outside of this room, then it would be widely known that Ann was no pushover, and would happily act before the Elders got a chance to do so.
Perhaps Maeve was right and more direct action was necessary. Her father had been a weak ruler in later years and perhaps he had allowed them a little too much freedom in dictating how things were run.
The Enclave was an ancient institution that protected the Kingdom from tyrant rulers. They were never meant to make the decisions for the Kings and Queens, merely to ensure that
