Quinlan's p.o.v.
Some of the Elders and their families are too pleased with being confined to the Throne room, but Dad isn't going to allow any of them to cause problems.
We retreat to the King's chamber for lunch, but Dallas looks at Joshua before she follows us.
“We have eyes and ears on everyone. Anyone who uses a mind-link will be reported, just as a precaution.” Dallas says after the door has closed behind us.
Lunch is spent in silence; none of us seems too eager to talk. Our ears will be put to the test after lunch when we resume the trial shortly. We might need to ask Dad to give them an order to keep their mouths shut.
“Uncle Vaughn, can you give the same order as you did for Dezra's trial?” Dallas asks.
“Did you read my mind?” I ask her and I hear a few family members chuck
