Nathan
The Council chamber was a place I had visited countless times, but today, the air inside felt heavier, the weight of a thousand decisions and conflicts pressing down on me. The walls seemed to whisper the tales of meetings past, of verdicts made and lives changed forever.
Entering the dimly lit chamber, the prominent figures of the Elders met my gaze. Each face told a story—a story of wisdom, of experience, and today, perhaps, a story of judgment.
“We convene today on matters of grave importance,” Elder Amara began, her wise and yet sharp eyes locked onto mine. “Nathan, this issue cannot be ignored any longer. Have you made your decision? Will you hand the child over?”
“I never intended to ignore it,” I replied, trying to keep my voice level. “But the solution isn’t
