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Raavi tried her best not to falter as soon as she saw who were the people she was going to deal with. It did not even help that nerves have taken over her the moment she entered the room she once visited frequently. The walls were of a different color, but she could still remember vividly the splash of blood that was etched on it. The furniture was also different and yet she could recall how the woman’s body still sat on the chair even when her head was already severed. Abrielle must have felt her hesitation since he urged her more inside. It was a meeting with the Council, but unexpectedly, the Second of the King was not present. There was only Thorian—the Master of the Faithfuls, Draven—the Master of Coins, Aelius—the Master of Laws, as well as Yara—the new Master of House Taaffeite. Ra