#Chapter 15 - The Court III

Renee I blinked. “Wait—what?” Dominic looked just as stunned as I felt. “Pardon, did you say me?” The head of the council adjusted the collar of his robes, clearly unbothered by our disbelief. “Yes. You are not of the Frostborne pack, and you have no legal claim to the estate beyond your current… proximity to Ms. Caldwell. That makes you an ideal temporary steward.” “I—” Dominic glanced at me, then back at the council. “With respect, I’m hardly unbiased. Renee is—” “Are connected, yes,” the man said with a dismissive wave of his hand. “ And usually, after such an event, as that failed confirmation ceremony, you wouldn't be considered ideal, but the law requires proximity, capability, and presumed impartiality. Her mother's family does not meet that burden. You, however, meet those conditions better than anyone else available to us who has not been directly tainted by Frostborne influence.” I bit back what I wanted to say. That was such a bullshit. My mother's fa