Elena’s POV
The council doors had barely closed behind me when I heard my father’s footsteps catch up.
“You embarrassed yourself in there,” Elder Vance said.
I kept walking past the tall windows overlooking the training grounds.
“Damian embarrassed me,” I replied. “He rejected the idea before I had even opened my mouth.”
“You were not the one who suggested marriage. I was.”
“Then perhaps you should have learned when to stop speaking.”
He caught my arm, but released it when I turned to face him.
“Do not speak to me as if I am one of your servants,” he warned.
“Then stop treating me like a child you can push into a room and expect to come out wearing a crown.” I pulled my arm free. “You told the council I was the best choice for Luna. Damian looked at me as if I were a problem he wa
