NELISSA.
For most of the first thirty minutes, I remain seated by Gareth with Sigfridt on the other side so that both men are flanking me. I can feel Sigfridt's glare. It's obvious. It doesn't cross any of the men by.
"So how do we go about this? A few of the other clans aren't here and from what it seems, they won't be here at today's meeting."
"It's not like they contribute so much to our meetings. They are only here because they have agreed to be part of this cause." Sigfridt speaks, his expression coated with nonchalance. "We can continue without them. They can come in if they are willing and ready to surrender anyway."
The men agree with him and Gareth pushes back to his feet and goes to stand in front of the map with a dagger in his hand.
He leans into the desk, holding onto the
