Ophelia's head snapped toward him as she realized what they were trying to do.
"You dare bring that up now? When we are still struggling to reach a solution ourselves?" she asked with a sharp tone but it did not bother them.
The man chuckled, though it was dry and humorless. It was more of a mocking chuckle in an attempt to spite the blind girl.
"Why not? I simply wish to hear her perspective. Surely a woman so celebrated for her… insight," his eyes rolled with disdain. "...would have something to say. Unless, of course, her reputation is exaggerated?"
The words hung in the air like a gauntlet.
Lilah tilted her head, her unseeing eyes directed toward his voice.
"If the matter is of such weight, then please, share it. Even if I cannot solve it, perhaps a different view may help."
Another advisor muttered, "Different, indeed."
Ophelia bristled, but Lilah only folded her hands calmly in her lap, waiting.
