Chapter 17
“Sonia,” Judas’s voice echoed through the now‑empty chamber. She paused mid‑stride and turned, her patience clearly thinning.
“What is it, Judas?” she asked, the remnants of the council’s heated debate still hanging thick in the air.
He stepped into the flickering candlelight, his expression grave. “Are you truly certain we ought to leave Svetlana to do as she pleases? Nadia and the others weren’t wrong. Svetlana’s too powerful to be left to her own whims. She’s bound to the laws o’ magic and exposure, same as the rest of us. She ain’t immune to the rules.”
Sonia’s scowl deepened, her eyes flashing with warning. “I know that well enough, Judas, but Svetlana’s far too powerful for us to even think o’ controllin’. You forget—she’s the one who drafted those very laws for us. T
