Elara's POV
The council chamber was already full when I arrived. Not just Corvus and the usual members, there were guards I didn't recognize, men in civilian clothes who looked like they'd been pulled from the streets, and a tension in the air that made my skin prickle with unease.
My stomach churned, the nausea still lurking despite the morning having passed. I pushed it down, forced myself to focus.
"Your Majesty." Corvus stood immediately, relief visible on his face. "Thank you for coming so quickly. I know it was early, but this couldn't wait."
"What's happened?" I took my seat at the head of the table, the acting guard positioning themselves behind me.
Lord Petrov was already there, looking irritated. Several other council members shifted in their seats, clearly uneasy about whatever was coming.
