The Luna's Strategy

I kept my hands flat against the cold grain of the council table, anchoring myself against the weight of every gaze in the room. The memory of my past life flashed behind my eyes with sickening clarity. I saw the blood staining the snow on the southern ridges, the mangled bodies of forty Boreal Mist warriors who died because of Silas's reckless arrogance, and the agonizing months of grief that tor