Chapter 558

• Caleb was silently counting, working out their position. He didn't know this William or Corinne and maybe that was a mistake on his part. Once he'd set up the Council, he'd stepped back and let them manage themselves. Maybe he should have paid a bit more attention, given past history...but he'd trusted the core members to let him know if anything was wrong. "So five definite votes and three maybes. Can you sway those three around to our way of thinking?"
• "They will be or they'll have me to deal with," Demetri growled.
• Mara refrained from rolling her eyes, but barely. Ignoring her husband, she nodded at Caleb. "I don't see that as being too hard a task. We should be able to swing a Council vote our way and even if we hit a deadlock, the Ancient Council has the deciding vote."