Aelins POV:

I lift my head up look around the room trying to get a feel of every person here. I can already detect who are good fighter and who are just here for show. I see a women with the reddest hair similar to Ansels hair staring at me, I know not to underestimate her as she is giving me the look I would be giving if I was trying to get a feel of someone.

I try to sit up but my body screams in agony with every slight movement. I groan in pain and shot my hand up silencing them as I can just feel them about to bombard me with multiple questions.

Once I am sitting up, I let me hand fall and I open my eyes again. "What happened to you?" A shorter man with black hair and a small beard asks. "Oh honey you don't wanna know about half the things that I have been through the past couple months." I reply with a grimace even though they can't see my face.

"Well as much fun and awkward that was can someone please get the lovely mask off of my face so I can breaths properly?" I ask as politely as I can. "Natasha that's all you, use your weird gadget things." A man says next the the now presumed Natasha. "Fine clint." Natasha replies. "Please turn around."

I slowly but shortly turn around knowing that most of my back is on display, but I could care less right now. Gasps are heard all around the room as they have now probably seen my back. "Just get the mask off and I can briefly explain what you are all dying to ask." I say. "Ok sure Hun." Natasha replies.

I hear the turn and pop of lock signalling that the it is no longer attached to the mask. I quickly take the mask off my face, as I do I can finally breathe properly for the first time in months.

"Now please explain how you got on our meeting table while we were just casually discussing the fate of the worlds."