CHAPTER 158: THE COUNCIL THAT SPLINTERS

POV: Kael

“They were not afraid of the child anymore. They were afraid of losing relevance.”

“You called this council,” I say, stepping into the chamber without waiting for permission. “So speak.”

The room smells like stone dust and old authority. Torches line the walls, but none of them flicker. Too controlled. Too deliberate.

Jake moves to my left, silent, jaw tight. Ryker stands opposite him, arms crossed, eyes already scanning exits.

“We ...