Chapter 8: Burning Bridges
Some moments later I was called to the council.....
The council chamber was filled with tension.
Joel stood at the head of the long table, his fists planted firmly on the polished wood, his entire body vibrating with rage.
I stood across from him—arms crossed, face impassive—weathering the storm.
"You did what?" Joel demanded, his voice low and dangerous. "You fought him?"
I nodded once, unbothered. "I did."
Murmurs rippled through the gathered Silvermoon council.
Joel’s eyes narrowed. "Without informing me?"
I arched my brow. "I didn’t realize I needed permission to accept a challenge."
A muscle jumped in his jaw.
"You know who Cassius is, Athena," Joel growled. "You know what he’s capable of. You should have reported his offer immediately."