Brail’s POVI sat at the table in the council chamber and tried to keep my eyes open as the Beta droned on about the new tax strategy for the southern territories. My eyelids felt heavier than the crown I was destined to wear and the words floated around me without landing as I had not slept a wink since leaving Melyn’s house last night. My mind had been consumed with a toxic mix of anger and longing for a woman who had vanished like smoke."The proposed tariff on wool exports will increase revenue by fifteen percent," Trad argued from across the table while pointing at the ledger with surprising vigor given our late night. "However it will likely cause unrest among the farmers who are already struggling with the drought and cannot afford another hit to their profits."I rested my chin on my hand and let my eyes drift shut for just a second because the darkness was a relief from the glaring sun streaming through the high windows. I saw Aria’s face in the dark and heard her laugh."Bra
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