I pursed my lips as I walked down the hall to the council chambers. It was urgent, the invitation said, so I didn’t have the time to put on my actual council wear. I was left in my everyday leotard and boots.
The heels of my boots clicked on the blue marble floor, echoing around the halls. I nodded to the high guard along the way, but the hall was otherwise unusually quiet and empty. The only sound I heard was was the hushed crowd inside the chamber. I pushed the door open, and the crowd immediately quieted down, all twenty pairs of eyes trained on me.
Correction, twenty-three. My parents stood in the middle. Mother seemed distressed, her dark bat wings draped protectively around herself. Father was stony-faced... and cuffed? I slowly took my place in my seat, leaning forward slightly. My sister, Gaia, stood, knocking on her desk with the age-old rock that’s been passed down since Verhevian council was first formed. She brought the chamber to order, even thoug