The room was deathly silent, Serena looked up to the fuming man, this was the first time that she had ever seen him this angry. To be fair, their interactions were very limited, but lately he had controlled himself. Now his jaw was clenched so tightly a vein had begun to pulse at his temple. Serena pressed her lips into a thin line. Was seeing her sit at the council table like a member enough to shake him this badly?
From the corner of her eye, Serena stole a glance at Darius. He did not look pleased. The paper in his hand was creased into his palm, crumpling further with each breath he took.
The room's energy had divided; General Silas seemed vaguely amused, the corner of his mouth twitching upward. Elder Julian's expression barely shifted, as if a breeze had merely nudged a leaf into the chamber. Elder Iris stared straight ahead, her face carved from stone, unwilling to react to Ryker's outburst.
