{Music Recommendation: Knocking on Heavens Door ~ Raign}
"Rachel?"
"Rachel! You asked to speak with me!" The leader of the council snapped at the woman impatiently, seeing that the woman in front of him was staring blankly into space but hadn't said a single word.
Rachel rubbed her fingers on the cane; she didn't know how long she had repeated the same gesture, but she felt the heat rising from the cane.
"Woman!" the older man barked. It was a shameful thing to be kept standing by a woman. If others saw him they'd make jest of him, and as the leader of the council he wasn't supposed to be found in a situation like this.
Rachel rubbed her palms together, her eyes shifting from where Jenna sat to the council leader's face. Never in her entire life had she debated doing what was wrong over what was right. She was supposed to have Jenna punished for going against the council order. That was the right thing to do and Rachel had always done the right thing.
