HUNTER'S POV
The heads of the Council and I gathered once more in the function hall, taking our places at the long table while we waited for dinner to be served. Samara picked up a goblet, filled it with a drink and added a mysterious light pink potion to it.
She caught my curious glance and smiled knowingly. "Truth potion," she said simply. "I understand you have questions for the human girl that need answering."
Soon after, the wide doors opened, and Millie appeared, with Cyrilla walking behind her. Millie gestured for Cyrilla to be seated between Grand Elder Altaire and Samara, while King Robert and I were seated at either end of the table.
Cyrilla scanned the room, her eyes briefly meeting the curious gazes of those around her. When her gaze landed on mine, she quickly lowered her
