Chapter 29

Talin's mouth was curved in a disdainful frown. It hadn't been long ago when Brielle had left the room together with the soldier with fuzzy hair, and already, she was being scolded by the president. It was supposed to be a pleasant conversation, a quick catch-up. How easily the wheels have turned.

"What has gone through your head, pledging to another Sector's sodales?" the president said. Her forehead was settled on her open palms, elbows supported on the table. "Because of what...