SKYLAR
Gideon was mostly quiet on our way to the Council Building. I had never been there, there had never been a reason for me to go. Inside it was squeaky clean, everything seemed to be neatly organized and what didn’t surprise me was the quietness that loomed in the building. There was a receptionist at the center of the room, she looked at us from her desk and smiled nicely. Her auburn hair shone with the natural sunlight streaming into the room and her eyes seemed to be a pool of endless blue. “Hello Gideon, is your sister in trouble again?” she asked with a small laugh.
Gideon smiled back but shook his head, “not today, Jessica. I’m here on another matter. Is Elder Monique here?” The receptionist, Huntress Jessica, nodded her head and pointed over to the first door on the right,
