The next few days passed in a haze of unease for Elara. The council meeting had shifted the dynamics of the court, drawing lines in the sand that would not be easily crossed. Whispers filled the corridors, and noble families began to take sides, their allegiances hanging precariously in the balance. While some applauded her bravery, others were quick to distance themselves from her, fearing Alistair's wrath.
Elara found solace in the small gatherings she held with her allies, but even within those walls, the atmosphere felt charged, electric with unspoken fears. Barrow, ever vigilant, had taken to scouting the court for any signs of Alistair's next move, while her family tried to remain neutral, caught in the turbulent waters of political intrigue.
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