King, Queen, General, and noble Elf stood still while the young Elven council member continued to tremble under the unwavering gaze of King Lorcan in the early hours of the night.

“Answer the King,” General Aengus nudged Wynbalar. “Where is Tormil?”

Wynbalar looked at Queen Niamh, who gave him a sympathetic smile and nodded.

“Tormil, and those who agree with him, disappeared into the night shortly after the end of the meeting." The Elflord looked down at the ...