Ivan
"Miss Jordans-" Antonio, the tribe chief of the bear shifters, started, but Nefera cut him off with a raise of her hand.
"It's Lady Jordans, Chief Antonio," She corrected, and I realized what she was doing. It was bold, dangerous, and completely nuts. "If this is an official judgment and you're all here in your titles, then I should also use mine."
"Lady?" Corrin narrowed his eyes, appraising Nefera with a new perspective. "And what gives you that title, if I may ask?"
"Before I explain that… I need everyone present to make an oath of silence," Nefera said, standing tall and ensuring everyone could hear her. We'd always had to rent a hall to do this in the past, but the size of the packhouse's dining hall was more than enough to host everyone.
