There was beautiful. Then there was Serena.
When she entered the council meeting, everyone turned.
She smiled politely, moving towards Tiberon's seat.
Then she locked eyes with Fin. She'd accidentally fallen asleep last night with him. When she woke, they were cuddling in his bed. A dangerous habit.
She looked away first before his stare could do any more damage.
Then, on cue, Viremont entered the tent. Grimward and Hollowcrown were beside him. Three kings, one entrance, walking in formation tight enough to telegraph exactly what it was.
Hyran: He brought his dogs. Headed towards you, Serena.
Serena's stomach dropped, but she didn't look in that direction.
Gav: He's walking like a man with a speech prepared. Brace yourselves.
Gav and Hale positioned themselves in front and on the side of Serena immediately.
Viremont stopped mid-step, eyes flicking to Gav and Hale's new positions, and smirked.
"I know who you are," he called out loudly.
The tent hushed immediately.
