Chapter 62:
Luna Eleanor's POV
The council chamber was stinking of incense and stale self-importance.
The elders sat on their carved stools as fire torch lights painted deep lines across their wrinkled faces.
They had gathered here at my command and they were about to regret it if they thought they could smooth whatever happened with polite and rehearsed lies.
I stood in the center of the room and stared at all their faces with a deep frown.
"I will not stand here and allow you to bury the truth". I started in a voice that was sharp enough to slice through the stagnant air.
Elder Marrock furrowed his brows. "Luna Eleanor..."
"Do not Luna Eleanor me", I snapped as my patience had already run thin. "You want to tell me that Ciara, a girl dragged into our world against her will, sudde
