Sienna's feet tapped against the polished marble floor as she sprinted to the elevator, her heart hammering with a mix of relief and excitement. As the elevator ascended, she clenched her hands tightly, breathing restlessly. When the doors slid open on the last floor, she rushed out. All of it was Elias's floor, and he was not so far from the elevator.
More elders had ambushed him before he could make it to his office. Sienna didn't hesitate, she pushed them out of the way and threw herself into the arms of her husband.
Elias staggered, caught off guard. His mental strength surged instinctively. Invisible threads of power steadied them, keeping their bodies upright despite the force of her leap.
The elders gasped, scandalized by the display. Their dismay was palpable, like that of all the secretaries and leaders of different sectors that were waiting to see Elias. The corridor was lined with at least sixty people. Whispers were already forming like storm clouds.
