My heart skipped a beat. "What's happened?"
"I don't know, my lady," the servant replied. "But it's urgent."
Nara and I exchanged a glance, our exhaustion forgotten in the face of this new development. We hurried to the meeting room, my mind racing with possibilities. What could be so urgent that it couldn't wait?
As we approached the meeting room, the sound of raised voices reached our ears. We entered to find the council in disarray, their faces pale with shock. At the center of the chaos stood Seraphina's grandmother, her expression one of cold fury.
"What's going on?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
The head of the council looked at me, his face grave. "We've received word of another plot against you, Lady Elara. It seems the faction is more entrenched than we realized. And they've set their sights on a new target."
A chill ran down my spine. "Who?"
