They'd never trusted one another enough to share, and their father made things worse by compartmentalizing the Council's business and pitting the sons against one another long before he was killed.
While not privy to the Council's business, he assessed the appearance of their father at a time when Rhyn was struggling for control did not bode well for any of them.
The immortal Council's leader, a silver-haired man with violet eyes and a face untouched by time, stood at the entrance.
"The Council's Kris?" another snarled.
They take on the roles the Ancients and immortals can't, like working with human counterparts, touring the Council's facilities all over the world.
Despite his hatred for the politics, he knew he needed the Council's help.
"We may not need the Council's support if you maintain as you have," Ne'Rin replied.
Jetr, I will accept the Council's offer.
The one where you become the Council's assassin.
The Council's scientist hunched as the demons took his arms and withdrew him from the chamber.
Rhyn awoke from the island dreamscape in the shadow world. He rose, uncertain what happened but recalling his urgency. He crossed through the glowing black portal into the one place he'd hoped never to see again: Hell. Unwilling to get stuck in the cell where he'd spent many lifetimes, he chose to open the portal into the office of the Council's betrayer, Sasha. The office was as he remembered it, down to the black flames in the hearth.
Inasmuch as the debenture stocks and preference shares would have to be redeemed in 1911 at premiums ranging from 3 to 5 per cent., the state would have to pay the company £253,000 in excess of the total of the outstanding securities in order to enable the ordinary shares to receive par, and in the council's view this payment would diminish the p robability of the Post Office being able to afford a substantial reduction in the telephone charges.
Thanks to a skilful use of forged documents, the primate carried the council's verdict upon every point.
The Council's occasional outbursts against Italy only rendered Baron Sonnino still more intractable, and irritated Italian public opinion.
The London County Council's parks and open spaces increased in number from 40 in 1890 to 114 in 1907, and in acreage from 2656 to 5006 in the same years.
The king was indeed the president of the permanent council, but he could not summon the diet without its consent, and in all cases of preferment was bound to select one out of three of the council's nominees.
Any attempt to marry her without the council's leave would have been treason on his part and would have deprived Elizabeth of her contingent right to the succession.
The burgomaster has the power to suspend any of the council's decrees for 30 days.
On Owen's advice he did not proceed to Oxford (a step which he afterwards regretted), but went to Ludlow Castle to read with Richard Wickstead, the council's chaplain there.
Thus the council's authority became at once peremptory and elastic. But the real gainer was the pope.