Kelita’s POV:
I paced outside the council room doors, waiting to be summoned alongside my mum, who, in my opinion, looked far too calm for the meeting we were about to have.
"Kel, you need to calm down before you go in there. Those men and women are like vultures. They feast on fear and are fiercely loyal to the Ardenoff blood," Jonas said, standing next to us.
I scoffed. He wasn't the one about to be drawn and quartered by people who hadn't bothered to hide their hatred and disdain for me and my mother.
"Let her be. This is the only time she can fidget," my mother said to me. She didn’t even look worried.
Just like that, the doors opened, and we were ushered in.
Inside, the council members' eyes were mostly vacant, as expected.
But one particular elder looked amused. She was the o
