Chapter Twenty-Eight

"No!" Kiera heard.

The word was so sharp that she stepped back involuntarily. Her heart began racing and she thought of returning to her bedroom. The momentary rush of anger left her body as swiftly as it had come and she felt ashamed for trying to listen to a conversation that didn't concern her.

She heard more arguing and remained rooted to the spot.

"I make the final decision," Mikael was saying. He was speaking in a tone that she had never heard him use before. It was authoritative and demanded to be obeyed. Even she felt the need to agree with whatever he was saying.

"This isn't how it works, Mikael," someone said. She heard a masculine voice. "We've been waiting for this moment for years. The time to attack is now. You promised us three weeks!"

There were agreements but she didn't hear his voice amongst them, naturally. It was clear that someone didn't agree with Mikael's thoughts. She wondered what they meant by attack. Attack what?

There was a long silence and even Kiera f