-Silence-
The room regained its former quiet.
But underneath it, all was a raging storm.
With black veils and straight backs, the women narrowed their eyes at Jimila.
'Whatever excuse you have, better be good!'
Their anger was enough to make them launch their daggers at her.
"Ladies... Let's act civilized and not like some shrews in a marketplace."
Jamila's veins were popping.
What she hated the most was people undermining her authority.
From past Head Witches to now, she didn't think there was any who had faced such blatant disrespect as her.
When did she permit them to talk?
Was her authority no longer important?
"Moving forward, this should be the last time we speak out of turn! There's a reason you all have the speaking boards. If you want to say something, RAISE THEM HIGH UP!"
The speaking boards were similar to those used in auction sites.
