Chapter 237

The council room was exactly as I remembered. Large. Imposing.

Filled with people who'd sworn loyalty to Torin and Noxgarth.

But their expressions were different now. Not hostile exactly. Just—uncertain.

Looking at me like they weren't sure if I was their salvation or their doom.

Calantha stood at the head of the table. Her face was carefully blank. Professional. Giving nothing away.

"You came."