Chapter Fifteen
Despite feeling as if the Council chambers were too small with all five of them sat in them, now the other two were gone, Cissy was starting to feel like the place was too big. It still felt like a risk to even be here, but the Council building didn't just belong to the necromancers, it was probably perfectly safe.
"How is Tabitha doing?" Rory asked.
Cissy grimaced. "Not great. She's half-mourning, half-hating her brother all over again. I don't think it's been an easy thing to deal with."
"I don't envy her that. Nor do I envy her a brother like Alvin."
Cissy snorted. "It's not great being related to someone like that."
"Oh, right, I forgot you were cousins."
"I'm glad. If you can, then other people will too."
Rory nodded. "Good point. And no one is questioning eith
