The Lion Council met for an emergency session on the fourth day of training. Raziel had summoned the meeting himself, knowing it was inevitable. The elders were furious, and their fury couldn't be ignored forever.
Nyx wasn't invited, but she attended anyway, standing at the back of the council chamber with Kira.
"This will get ugly." He'd warned her before the meeting.
"They'll be discussing me. I should be there." She'd replied.
Elder Theron, the most senior council member and a lion who'd served three kings before Raziel, stood up first.
"My king, we can no longer remain silent about your decisions regarding the hybrid situation."
"Then speak." Raziel said, sitting on his throne. "That's what this council is for."
"You've brought nearly two hundred hybrids into the capital. You've opened our stores to feed them, our armories to arm them, our training grounds to prepare them for war.
You've done all this without consulting the council, without considering the consequences."
