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THE RED FLAME OF THE WEST

The 1st of January.

It was the day of the long-awaited council meeting and Ophelia barely had a wink of sleep. She was staring at the canopy hovering over her bed waiting for Sarah to wake her up. Until then, she tossed and turned to find a comfortable position but nothing seemed to work.

She replayed all the instructions Bernard gave her that night a few days ago.

“It will be as if you are never here,” he said, leaning forward on the dining table. “I know it’s hard but you will stay within the second floor’s range.”

The council meeting will be held on the ground floor. The Alpha reassured her that there was no need for their guests to roam around the house. The meeting usually lasts a couple of hours before everyone departs back to their home.

Ophelia’s room was on the first floor. However, the Alpha found that it was better to safe than sorry and told her to stay the rest of the day on the last floor and away from any paths that the guests could take.

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Sebastian Mechalis

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