Chapter 59

Valerie's POV

The hall was smaller than I had expected for something as formal as arbitration. It smelled of damp stone and oil lamps, as though time itself clung to its walls. I didn't even know why they had chosen this spot for a formal arbitration when it looked so gloomy and dark.

At the far end—ignoring Kaelen, who was following me with a smug expression—two council scribes sat, their quills