"I've made up my mind," I said, looking straight at Rhys, Callum, and the three Elders seated around the table. "I'm giving the parcel land back to Graymoor. It's final. No changing it."
The room went quiet immediately. Which honestly felt dramatic considering I'd just announced a land transfer and not a murder.
Rhys looked up from where he'd been leaning against the wall near the fireplace. "You've said it before—"
"And I mean it. I'm transferring ownership back officially," I repeated. "And before anyone starts arguing with me, I already made up my mind."
Elder Petra narrowed her eyes slightly like she was trying to figure out whether I was serious.
Rhys took a deep breath. "Elise."
"Nope. I know that tone."
He leaned forward, eyes wide. "The fuck? Elise, you can't just—"
