Chapter 84 Feast Of Honour

• Lyra’s POV
• “Are you so sure you want to attend this feast?” Freya asked for the tenth time, her voice a warning as she gently adjusted the silver clasp of my cloak. “You know she’s definitely planning something with this feast. Lady Seraphina isn’t the type to just host a celebration without an interior motive. She’s probably ready to hunt, especially with the discovery we just made with the letter.”
• “I know that,” I replied calmly, as if it meant nothing. I looked at my cold reflection in the mirror, and still, I remained unyielding, ready to see her game till the end. “If I decide to stay back and not show up, she would call it cowardice. The Council is behind her, whispering that I’m unfit to rule, and gatherings like this are meant for connection.”