The doors to the audience hall swung open and Neveah strode in, Xenon by her side. Her countenance was calm, yet imposing and the hall immediately fell silent, all deliberations halted at her arrival.
Neveah glanced around briefly, taking note of the somber atmosphere, it was unlike the rider council and Neveah knew it had less to do with the war, than it had to do with Lodenworth and Keila.
Accustomed to betrayal amongst even the most intimate of bonds back in the eclipse domain, father against som and mate betraying mate, Neveah did not find this as difficult to accept as it was for the dragons.
Unlike in werewolf history where it was as common as names, traitors were few and far amongst dragon kind, Neveah understood but she knew they would have to accept.
Neveah made her way through the midst of the council to the elevated dias.