THIRD POV
The council chamber had never felt as heavy as it did that evening.
The weight of everything happening in Silver Hollow seemed to sit on every person present.
Jason stood at the head of the table, his expression already tense before the discussion had properly begun.
He had spent days trying to hold everything together.
At least, that was what he kept telling himself.
He had ordered investigations, increased patrols, held meetings, and demanded answers.
Yet every time he looked around the room, he felt like the people sitting before him were waiting for him to fail.
That was the part that angered him the most right now.
Not the problems themselves.
Not even the enemies who were trying to weaken Silver Hollow.
It was the way some members of the council looked at him.
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