Just as Esme had predicted, the storm arrived the next day. The heavy doors swung open with a harsh creak, the gust of wind rushing in, unsettling the quiet of the room. Around her, the kai , ray and jay who were sitting on the sofas remained focused, absorbed in their papers. They barely looked up, save for a few glances of mild curiosity.
Esme, sitting calmly with a cup of coffee in hand, barely flinched as the doors were pushed open. Her expression remained serene, as though the chaos brewing around her was nothing but background noise. The elders entered with an air of self-importance, their faces flushed with anger, outwardly exuding confidence that didn't quite match their last appearance.
