Calla’s POV
The room fell silent for a brief moment after I revealed that Marcus had denounced my mother, but soon it was filled with a chaotic uproar. The supernatural observers, who had been quietly watching, suddenly burst into a noise of questions and accusations that blended into a loud, confusing roar.
“Order!” the Chief Elder shouted, her amplified voice making the stone walls vibrate. “We will have order in these chamber!”
Gradually, the noise quieted down, but the tension still hung thick in the air. Every pair of eyes in the room was fixed on Marcus, whose once calm and authoritative demeanor was now showing signs of cracking.
“Miss Reyes,” one of the judges—a woman with auburn hair whose name I still didn’t know—said to me, “are you claiming that Marcus Blackthorn was behind
