Chapter 12: Shocking the council
The doorbell to the Havington mansion rang, and everyone present in the house, which was everyone except Urell, was immediately thrown into mild panic.
Thalorin smoothened his tunic and headed to the door.
With a look back at the rest of them, he pulled the door open and revealed the five Elves standing behind it.
Alex quickly tried to scan their faces; perhaps he could know his fate already.
They were three males and two females.
But they all had the same plain, cold, and inhumanly beautiful faces the other Elves did.
Except, of course, they were older, so their faces were a little more rugged.
Among them, one face stood out. He looked the oldest, and his face was even starting to wrinkle a bit.
Alex didn't need to be told that that was Lucan.
The disapproving look on his face was uncanny. As he stepped into the house, he looked like he would rather be anywhere but here.
"Welcome, guys," Thalorin greeted them without a bow.