Shane asked. Hunter draped himself over one of the chairs in the Council chambers, watching it with deceptive disinterest. How had they known to come? He remembered Charity’s eyes had been glowing, but he hadn’t had time yet to ask her what she had seen. Had she somehow summoned the Carules warriors?“Sabine saw you, of course. She sent for us as soon as the vision hit.” Sabine, the Council’s favorite seer, sat silently in the back, enjoying the air of mystery around her cloaked figure. In Hunter’s opinion, she wore far too much eye makeup, and the colors made her look like a circus freak.Charity made a small, distressed noise next to him and he turned toward her quickly, wanting to protect her, wanting to beat into the ground whatever made her upset. She stared at her knees, her white blonde hair falling forward like a curtain.“I thought Sabine couldn’t see the Prodigy,” Hunter said, dragging his attention away from Charity.“I didn’t say I saw the Prodigy. I saw… you.
