Isabella Hawthorne
The Elven King's words cut through the thick tension, shattering the fragile silence. "I suggest that you reconsider your plan of keeping Ulric, Damien, and Draven away from Isabella."
My mind whirled, my heart pounding a frantic rhythm against my ribs. A wave of disbelief washed over me. Was he… was he actually suggesting the President reverse his decision? Was he advocating for the kings?
I whipped my head towards the president, desperate to gauge his reaction. My shock mirrored his own. It was the furthest thing from what we had expected. His jaw was clenched, the muscles in his neck straining against barely contained fury. For the first time since this whole ordeal began, I saw a crack in his seemingly invincible calm.
The room thrummed with volatile energy. The
