Clara Torres (POV)

"Clara? What are you doing here by this time," Elder Rowan asked the moment he sighted me, he was standing in front of the tower with some men.

Their expression was rigid with a frown etched on their faces which projected their troubled soul. The frown was transferred to my face unconsciously as he stepped aside to talk to me.

I bowed to the Elders before returning my gaze to Elder Rowan. I didn't miss the uneasy look they gave me which was unusual. Was this some kind of ...