CHAPTER 14
Derek's POV
“How dare you!” One of the Bloodwood Councilors hissed angrily.
“Keep a still tongue in your head, boy!” Another councilor lashed out.
Daven stood stubbornly tall and firm with every single thing about him exuding pride and arrogance.
“I apologize if I sound harsh.” He said but there was nothing in his tone to suggest that he was actually sorry. “I speak only with pain, pain born of the suffering my people have gone through at the hands of the rogues.”
“Imagine his audacity!” Councilor Blanchard growled in annoyance.
“It's okay.” Father finally spoke up calmly. “I totally understand.”
Councilor Blanchard flashed a look of annoyance even at my father. I had known Blanchard since when I was a youngling and even though he was naturally a soft-spoken man, I knew
