Silence filled the throne room of the Old Museum as everyone waited on the words of its ruler.
Yuri sat on her throne with composed elegance and everyone could feel how pleased she was through her Aura. Ezra knew that this was deliberate and it put the mind of the attendees at ease. When Yuri had called the meeting, they'd all been expecting some form of bad news but if the Aura wasn't enough, the half smile on her face would have clued them in.
Her husbands, Ivo and Armand, stood to either side of her, their presence a counterweight to her good mood. They glowered at everyone as if they'd been scammed out of their money.
Ezra waited patiently as the tension thickened. Yuri and her husbands were sending some serious mixed messages. He glanced at everyone waiting, knowing they were also in his shoes and couldn't wait for Yuri to speak.
