Duties pt 2

Selene's voice cut through the study's silence. ". They're waiting in the front Hall."

Kaleb's quill snapped. "Tell them the Lady is occupied."

"No." I stood, smoothing my skirts. "Let's get this over with."

The front Hall was all cold marble and colder stares. Druke loomed by the hearth, his fur-lined cloak swallowing the light. Ayra sat beside him, sipping wine like she owned the place. Which she probably thought she did.

"Ah," Druke spoke, not bothering to bow. "The Lady Iris. We finally meet. How… human you look today."

Deep breaths. Don't mind him.

"Lord Druke." I took Atlas's seat at the head of the table. "To what do I owe this… honor?"

He smirked. "As Atlas's appointed stand-in during his absences, I've come to oversee the transition of power. Ensure you… adjust smoothly."