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Chapter 47

Taryn

Taryn watched Elhiàs Ackard, who returned her gaze, his icy blue eyes shining as they squared her head to toe.

"So," said Elhias, looking her in the eye, "I know you have a proposal for me, or so good old Practer told me." Then he pointed with his head to a man at the foot of the steps.

The man was short and bald, with golden skin and very white teeth, while smiling at his king and nodding his head.

Taront glanced at Taryn, silently asking permission to speak in her place. The Queen nodded imperceptibly, whereupon the Lord stepped forward and spoke.

"And it is Your Highness," Taront began.

Elhiàs shifted his gaze from the queen to the young lord who had spoken. Taront had assumed a proud position, his chest out, with his head held high, he looked into the eyes of the young king, without showing any fear.

"And what is this proposal, Lord..." Elhiàs asked, peering at him with ice-colored eyes.

"Taront, Highness." The young man cleared his throat when Elhiàs nodded his head, giving
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