There was a silence that made time seem to stop, a moment where the Elder’s were contemplating. Whether this was with a magic I didn’t know or purely because of the weight of the question, I know not. Each Elder was staring at me, none were making a move to look at another or to speak. As the time continued on, I was about to speak up again, but Cerothun released a deep sigh. "Morgana, you as well as anyone else, knows that courts are a living breathing aspect of our culture. Even Trial Courts-" He stopped as I went to speak, which he held his hand up, silencing me. "Can gain tangibility, especially in the Astral plane. It was how we have known that you still lived, even though you have not returned in these past centuries. The people see what they see, which happens to be a court floating in the Feywilds. One that wasn’t there previously. I’m sure you noticed a new portal appearing at Vildhi’raha." 