Chapter 13
AS MUCH AS I WANTED to make a final decision about what I was going to do with the information we gathered, I couldn’t. I was still debating if restoring power to realms where it was taken away unjustly by the Council was enough for me to give up my freedom.
At least my father had magicked us away to the comfort of his office, food already waiting for us.
We sat in my father’s Council offices, eating warm soup and meats and defrosting from the cold day we’d had in the Fae Realm.
“I still can’t believe what the Council did to those people,” I said, shaking my head, and then took a sip of my hot chocolate.
I looked up at my father. “If you’re trying to convince me to be the High Warlock, that was definitely a good start.”
I wanted to help those people, to right the wrong. I
