CHOSEN AS THE TRILLIONAIRE'S HEIR

BAD NIGHTMARES

The brightly lit room was nothing like what it looked like. An ordinary man would think it was a conference room, but it would take a second, close look to see the unusualness in the room. It was the vast vacuum that served as a location for the mage council. Another unusual sight to behold was the beautiful face of the maid, Yelena, who Ellis had seen, in the middle of the room. She stood before men and women who sat on a large, round table that took up great space in the room. She stood like someone who was being addressed.

In Yelena's hand, was a small vial enclosed in an emerald coloured bottle. It was the degrading potion. One would wonder why Yelena held a degrading potion and stood before men and women of high standing, in a large room like that. The setting was normal, but also really abnormal. At first Yelena's face was down towards her feet, but now, she looked up at the people whose front she occupied, with a determined look in her face. Words were spoken, but most inaudib