Chapter ONE - Weebly

the stairs, Ethan thought he saw a shock of bright
yellow hair that reminded him strongly of Sephira’s
tough. But when he paused on the stairs and tried to get
a better look, the man vanished from view.
“Come along, Mister Kaille,” the sheriff said.
Ethan searched for another few seconds, but he
didn’t see the man again. He would have liked to go
back down and find him. If Sephira’s henchman was
here, Ethan wanted to know why. But the men of the
watch stood with him, and Greenleaf was waiting. Ethan
followed him up to the second floor.
They turned at the top of the stairway and walked to
a pair of polished wooden doors: the entrance to the
chambers of the Superior Court. The sheriff halted.
“Wait here,” he said.
He opened one of the doors and slipped inside.
For several moments, Ethan and the rest of his
escort stood together in the broad corridor, saying
nothing. Outside the representatives’ chamber, in the
middle of the second floor, men in wigs and suits spoke
in groups of three and four, their voices echoing and
blending into an incoherent din. None of them took