Calla’s POV

We transformed the dining table into a war room within the hour, covering every available surface with documents, legal precedents, hand-drawn diagrams, and notes that Jake had somehow procured from sources I probably didn’t want to know about.

“Court proceedings here have a specific format,” Jake explained, unfolding a document that looked ancient and was so filled with fancy writing that it strained my eyes. “First, the Chief Elder reads the charges against someone, then ...