“Your Majesty, she is a threat.” Lady Lovette’s voice rang through the small council chamber, thin but sharp. Emperor Priam Endymion, forty-two years old, did not react at once. He sat at the head of the long table, fingers steepled, his cold gaze fixed on the woman who had just spoken. To his right, Empress Ariadne, in her late thirties, watched with calm, measuring eyes. To his left sat High Chancellor Varian Hale, fifty-two, with silver at his temples and a steady, unreadable face. Farther down, leaning back with lazy arrogance, was Lord Cassian Varest, seventeen. Eryx Endymion stood against the wall, arms crossed, silent. Priam finally spoke. “Explain yourself, Lady Lovette.” Lovette sighed. Her usually strict composure wavered. “Your Majesty, I performed the standard core evaluation on Princess Alessia, as ordered. The crystal sphere responded in a way I have never seen before.” Varian’s brows drew together slightly. “In what way?” “First, there was a Lux response
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