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Book 2: Crown of ShadowsChapter 38: Blood and LoyaltyThe week that followed their rescue had passed in quiet travel through peaceful countryside, but Xalara could feel the change in her men like a physical presence. They no longer looked at her the way guards looked at a charge to be protected. They looked at her the way believers looked at something divine.It had started the moment they'd left the burning ruins of the mill behind. She'd insisted on tending their wounds personally, kneeling beside Davies to examine his infected leg with gentle hands that belied what those same hands had done to their captors."This needs proper cleaning," she'd said, her voice carrying none of the terrible authority that had commanded lightning from clear skies. Just concern for someone who'd suffered because of her."Ma'am, I can manage—" Davies had started, but the words died in his throat as warmth flowed from her touch into his wound. Not just the comfort of skilled healing, but something deepe

Book 2: Crown of ShadowsChapter 40: The Queen ReturnsThe whispers reached them in a tavern three days from the capital, carried by merchants whose fear leaked through every word."Divine judgment's got the criminals scared silent," one trader muttered over watered ale. "But word is the queen's assigned authority to her cousin, and those in the castle are near taking over with her absence. People are saying she's abandoned her duties for personal comfort."Xalara's guards tensed, hands drifting toward weapons as they heard their queen slandered. They turned toward her, expecting fury, perhaps another display of the terrible power they'd witnessed.Instead, they found something that chilled them more than her rage ever could.She was completely unfazed.Xalara continued eating, calm as still water before a storm. When she finally looked up, her smile carried dark satisfaction."Time to go home, boys," she said, rubbing her ever-growing bump. "The problems are scared, and I'm honestly

Book 2: Crown of ShadowsChapter 42: Divine JudgmentLord Caswell straightened to his full height, the desperate courage of a cornered man flooding his features. Behind him, Lord Brennan and Count Aldric flanked him with the coordinated movement of conspirators who'd planned for this possibility."You want a challenge?" Caswell snarled, his voice cracking with strain but carrying the venom of someone who'd gone past the point of caring about consequences. "You think pregnancy makes you untouchable? You think we'll cower before some merchant's whore who stumbled into a crown?"The three men moved as one, hands reaching for concealed weapons with the fluid precision of practiced killers. Not ceremonial court blades, but real steel meant for real killing. They'd come prepared for this moment, confident in their numbers and the element of surprise.They thought they had this in the bag.Caswell's dagger cleared its sheath first, followed by Brennan's shortsword and Aldric's curved blade.

Book 2: Crown of ShadowsChapter 44: Questions from the SouthKing Tharden of Kelhari read the formal diplomatic missive for the third time, his weathered fingers tracing the elegant script that carried implications he couldn't quite grasp. Thirty years of ruling had taught him to recognize opportunity disguised as courtesy, but this invitation felt different—less calculated, more genuinely curious about establishing productive relationships."Commander Jorik," he called to his military advisor, "remind me what your patrol reported about the border incident.""Three of our riders encountered a merchant convoy on what they believed was Kelhari territory," Jorik replied with the precision of someone who'd reviewed the report multiple times. "Upon investigation, they discovered they were mistaken about the border location and had actually trespassed into northern lands.""And how was this discovered?""A pregnant woman with the convoy had a map. She showed Captain Merin exactly where the

Book 2: Crown of ShadowsChapter 46: Beneath the SurfaceAs the conversation continued, Xalara could see the tension in King Tharden's shoulders, the way his eyes kept calculating threats that didn't exist. The man was expecting duplicity because that's what he'd learned to expect from northern leadership."You think I'm here to trap you somehow," she observed with gentle amusement. "That my border encounter was some elaborate scheme to gain advantage over your kingdom."Tharden's silence was answer enough."I understand your suspicion," she continued, shifting slightly to ease the weight on her back. "But the truth is far simpler than you're imagining."She gestured toward the tent's comfortable arrangements, the careful protocol, the obvious investment in making this meeting productive rather than merely impressive."I'm not officially queen yet," she said with matter-of-fact honesty that seemed to surprise him. "I am rightfully so, by blood and by right of power, but coronation has