When they made the turn and got their first look at the Council Hall, the ciad-ghin stared in awe at the three-level building. The outside was made of grey, white, and black marble with blue veins running throughout. The decorative windows were stained with multicolored glass that matched those at Rhyslin’s transport chamber at Am Flur Manse. The main doorways were created using bronze-colored wooden planks hinged with silvered steel bolts to marble columns left open at the top.
Rhyslin gave them a few minutes to admire the building before leading them up to the stairs. “Remember, everyone is armed and will react as such,” he remarked. “Try not to start anything, but don’t let anyone take advantage of you.”
The soldiers nodded. If Makar, Sloan, and Silas were concerned, they didn’t let it show. Ria looked at the doors and closed her eyes, praying for peace, while Flur grinned her readiness. It was Rowena who looked worried. Her eyes filled with concern.
“Is something amiss?” Rh…
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