로그인CHAPTER 33: Seven VotesISOLDE'S POVAt noon, nine old men would decide whether I belonged to the King or to the people who had sold me, and nobody had told me what a woman should wear to hear it.I chose the dark blue dress, with the long sleeves buttoned over my wrapped wrist. For ten days, I had walked only the length of the north corridor and back, with a guard at my door and another at my shoulder. I had eaten only what Orren's own man carried to me, and I had learned the cracks in the ceiling by heart. The elders had asked to try me, and the King had refused, so only the vote was left.Orren came for me when the noon bell began. The cut above his eye was a thin pink line now, and the bruise on his neck had almost gone, but he looked older than he had a week ago."Whatever is said in that room, do not answer unless you are asked," he said, as we reached the stairs."What happens if they vote to end it?""Then the decree goes to the King. By pack law, you never left the pack, sinc
CHAPTER 32: The Price of SilenceRHAELEN'S POVI had killed a woman four days ago, and no one had said it to my face.The steward of the keep had scrubbed the table. The guards looked at the wall when I passed, and even Corvin had only asked, in a careful voice, whether the maid's death should be entered in the record. I told him that it should. I did not tell him that I could still feel her throat under my hand.I had not slept. The ache behind my eyes had not left me since the night I ordered her taken below, and the council would vote in six days. Two more envoys had gone in the night, and the east was closing its gates to me, one lord at a time.Six days. I had a dead maid, a dead granary master, and a dead kitchen servant, and I could not name the hand behind any of them.A knock sounded, and the steward of the keep stood in the doorway with a folded note. Elder Corvin had sent it before dawn. The council would meet at noon to ask whether the Lady should be tried after all, since
CHAPTER 31: The Lost Deed ISOLDE’S POV The cell door opened, and I did not know whether I was being freed or taken to be hanged. Orren stood in the passage with a torch in his hand. The bruise on his neck had faded to the green of old moss, and he looked as if he had not slept in days. He did not say a word. He only unlocked the door and stepped back. “Get up,” he said. “The King wishes to see you.” My legs were stiff from the cold. I stood slowly with one hand against the wall and followed him up the spiral stair. At the top, the guards stared straight ahead. Nobody told me what had happened, and I was afraid to ask. Rhaelen was alone in the study. He stood behind the desk with both hands flat on the wood, and for the first time since the granary, he looked at me. His eyes were red, and there were dark smudges under them. His hands were scrubbed raw. A silver coin lay on the desk between us. “Look at it,” he said. I picked it up. It was cold, worn at the edge and bright in t
CHAPTER 30: Blood on the TableRHAELEN’S POVElder Corvin was waiting outside my study before the sun had fully risen.“The whole fortress knows that Lady Isolde is in the cells, Your Majesty.” His gray eyes did not blink. “The council asks that she be tried before it votes. A trial would settle the matter by the end of the week.”“There will be no trial until I say so.”“Then say it soon. The council votes in ten days, and the lords who stayed after the Gathering are asking whether the Alpha King can keep his own house in order.”I walked past him without answering. He had asked for the annulment three times, and now he asked for a trial, and I did not like how quickly he had learned what I had done.I had not slept in two nights. The ache behind my eyes had grown worse with every hour since I ordered her taken below, and I knew why, and I would not say it even to myself. Two more envoys had left in the night, and the steward brought me the count in a low voice. The border was quiet,
CHAPTER 29ISOLDE'S POVOrren stood in my doorway with six guards behind him, and he would not look at me.I had been sitting by the window since first light, waiting for the order to ride. Instead, a note had come from Rhaelen with only four words: The ride will wait. I had told myself that it was the cold. Now I stood up slowly, and my hands began to shake against my skirt."His Majesty wishes to see you," Orren said."Is that all?""That is all I may say."He turned and walked ahead of me, and the guards closed in behind. Nobody spoke on the stairs. Our boots rang against the stone, and I could hear my own heart louder than any of them.At the study door, Orren stepped aside, and I went in alone.Rhaelen stood at the window with his back to me and his hands clasped behind him. He did not turn around."Twenty men were waiting at the ford on the eastern road," he said. "They had rope and rested horses, and their fire was cold by the time my riders reached the ridge."My stomach dropp
CHAPTER 28: A Lie for One EarRHAELEN'S POVI had not slept, and I could still feel her arm under my claws.I stood at the study window before dawn and watched gray light fill the courtyard. My hands were clean. I had washed them three times, and it made no difference.Maelora had sent word at midnight that the four cuts were clean and would heal without a scar. I had not asked her to tell me, and I had read the note six times.Orren knocked once and came in. The cut above his eye had dried black, and his sleeve was still torn. "The dead are counted," he said. "And there is something you must hear.""Say it.""The man who grabbed Lady Isolde told the others to take her alive. Not a scratch, he said. And he used her name." He kept his voice flat. "She told me so on the road."I turned from the window. "Did you question the rogues?""One lived through the night. Maelora worked on him until dawn." He paused. "He died with his lips gone blue. She says it was a poison she cannot name."Som







