Warlock Ch 314. A Title in Blood
Tension crackled in the air. The moment pressed down on the arena, on everyone watching, on everyone waiting. The council, caught between their desperation to maintain control and the situation, hesitated.
And then one of them stepped forward.
An older man, his robes heavy with insignia, cleared his throat. "Arguing like this, in front of the audience who is waiting for news of their friends or family's safety, is a very bad idea." His tone was measured, carefully neutral, but his gaze was anything but. "What if we wait for the other senators to arrive and let them make the decision?" he suggested.
A low murmur rippled through the crowd. Some of the examiners nodded, as if that was the logical thing to do.
Aria, however, had other ideas.
She turned sharply, her gaze locking onto the councilman with something that wasn't quite anger, but was close enough to make the air feel colder.
