Chapter 57

Kaelia

If looks could kill, I’d have been ten feet under already.

The way they all glared at me, as if they wanted nothing more than to see me torn apart. The elders’ faces were so red they looked like overripe tomatoes, ready to burst. And instead of feeling scared or guilty like the old Kaelia would have, I was amused.

One of them finally found his voice, his hand trembling as he pointed at me.