Chapter 155 One-hundred And Fifty-five

• Millicent
• Elder Blackwood, the most senior council member, had been watching the exchange with interest. He was ancient even by supernatural standards, his white hair thin but his black eyes sharp as a blade. When he spoke, everyone listened.
• "Perhaps," he said with calculated precision, "Ms. Adams could clarify her position? For the record? It would help address some of the... concerns about propriety."