The relief that hit her when he stopped walking away was embarrassing.
Joefrey turned to face her, and behind him, his six warriors stilled also with their weapons still out, eyes cutting between her and their Alpha, waiting on a word that hadn't come yet. Nobody sheathed anything and nobody moved. They just watched her quietly while waiting for their alpha to make his move or order.
She kept her face even.
Joefrey crossed the room, rounded the long stone table and pulled out the chair at its head. He sat — back straight with his arms resting on the surface, nothing loose or easy about it. Then he finally, slowly looked at her.
It was only then that Lyralei actually took in the room properly.
Council chamber. Long table, ranked seating on either side, a map of surrounding territories
