My lips twitched, her words wiping away the anxiety. Mostly. Giving her a nod, I released a deep breath and opened the doors. Voices of several Elders were the first thing I noticed. The room itself had yet to change in the centuries since the last time I was here. The Elder’s each had their own comfortable chairs with small wooden desks raised on a second level from the ground. None of the eleven Elder’s were above the others beyond their own size. In the center of the room was a podium for anyone who wished to speak to the Elder’s along with several benches with complicated comfort enchantments on them. It was a reminder how much I had to clamp my sight in the Feywilds.