Elara shook her head. She should have known better than to ally herself with someone who had been after a man for centuries. She looked at Ryan, knowing that they had to come up with a solution before the situation became even worse.
"Ryan, what do you think we should do? Do you have a plan?" Elara asked, shifting her attention to him.
"For now, the only way to calm the people down is to make them understand that you have nothing to do with the witches. You need to deny any connection to them, and you will have to ask them to leave the Citadel," Ryan said, lowering his voice as he spoke the last part.
Elara immediately sprang up from the throne.
"They will never agree to leave. They were not meant to be in the Citadel in the first place, and when I allowed them to stay, they were supposed to keep a low profile, but those unruly creatures simply would not listen," she said, biting the inside of her mouth before sitting down angrily again.
