Autumn

　　The green-eyed woman nodded. "Follow us," she instructed, her tone leaving no room for argument. "The Council will decide if you are worthy to see Seraphina-"

　　"I am his son."

　　"I am Autumn Clark."

　　Ethan and I introduced ourselves to them, our voices steady despite the tension in the air. As our names left our lips, the two women exchanged a quick, almost imperceptible glance. They gulped, and their eyes reflected a flicker of ...