Sansa's POV
The guard's voice cut through the room.
"An urgent meeting is commencing in the next twenty minutes. The Chief warned that if he gets there before anyone else… you'll all be in trouble."
He didn't wait for a response before turning and storming off.
Lisa moved quickly, shutting the door and rushing back to me.
"We need to get you changed. Fast."
"What's happening? What meeting?" I asked, my voice tight with nerves, a creeping fear settling in my chest that it might somehow involve me.
"I don't know," she replied, already helping me out of my clothes.
I winced as pain shot through me.
"But you heard the guard."
***
By the time we got there, everyone was already gathered.
I was scared for a while that the chief might purposely beat us there just so as to punish us, but we didn't meet him when we got there though the hall was already full.
Thirty minutes passed. Then almost an hour. And still… the Chief hadn't arrived.
