Flashback ( PDFDrive )

“It will?” Sophie asked, not sure why she was surprised.
Edaline nodded. “Grady had to contact the Council and tell them
what was happening. They’ll be here first thing in the morning to have
you answer some questions.”
Sophie sighed and knocked back her elixir. “Of course.”
• • •
When the Council said “first thing in the morning”—they meant it.
The sun was barely beginning to warm the sky when Sandor, Grady,
and Bo led Sophie into the pastures, where all twelve Councillors were
lined up around Silveny and Greyfell’s enclosure.
Thankfully, both alicorns were still sleeping, too exhausted to
notice their audience, who’d shown up in all their jewels and finery,
likely trying to intimidate Sophie—though Oralie and Bronte gave her
grateful smiles.
Lots of questions followed, many of which made it clear that the
Council suspected another elf had been involved in her visit to the
troll’s hive—had long suspected it, in fact. But Sophie refused to give
Luzia away and stuck with short, simple answers.
Councillor Emery sighed. “You’re not going to make this easy, are
you?”
“I’m pretty sure that’s my job,” Sophie countered.
“As the moonlark?” Councillor Alina asked with a notable scoff in
her voice.
Sophie smiled sweetly at her. “As a teenager.”
Bo made a choked sound that might’ve been a laugh.
Then the Council demanded to see the baby alicorns, and Sophie
found it particularly enjoyable when she got to drag them, as well as