A dozen losses of potential allies and a dozen gains of new enemies later…
The trio hit the slump. Thorin lay on the sofa, his hand dangled to the floor. Riona rested her temple on her hand, sighing nonstop. Puck couldn't stop moving, pacing everywhere there was space for him in the chamber.
"What now?" Riona began.
Puck rolled his eyes. "Well, maybe if someone could hold her temper for more than five minutes, we wouldn't be in this mess."
Riona straightened up, glaring at Puck. "Oh, come on! You heard them. Those nobles were rude and selfish. I couldn't just stand there and do nothing."
The Howl stopped pacing and turned to face her. "Yes, because challenging a Coven Leader in front of his kin was such a brilliant move. Really helped our cause."
"Someone had to put him in his place," Riona said defiantly, crossing her arms. "He was treating us like dirt."
