GENERAL EMMETT'S POV
The moment Daeva spoke up, the room seemed to freeze. I stood there, trying to process the words that had just been spoken. Akasha Vlad was here. In Draego. And he wanted to see Leader Albanus. My mind raced as I looked around at the faces of those gathered, each one reflecting the gravity of the situation in their way. Maxwell's usual composed demeanor was gone, his eyes wide with a mix of shock and worry.
