"Good day at school, love?" Mina's mother asks as Mina comes down the stairs with a grin. "Mm!" There's a knock at the door, and Jakin goes to answer it. A patroller is standing there. He's not from their local station. "Jakin Ren Athen?" "Yes," Jakin says. "You are required by the High Council." "By whose authority?" Jakin's father comes to the door, placing his hands on his son's shoulders. "Elect Hetherys Den Arvon." There's nothing they can say to that. If an Elect has ordered it, there's nothing they can do. In silence, they watch as Jakin follows the patroller away.