CYRAN POVThe King summoned me before the gala began.That alone shouldn't have been unusual. What concerned me was who else was there.Two senior advisers stood beside his desk, while the Lord Chancellor sat to the King's right. It wasn't often that we all ended up in the same room at the same time. Unless, of course, there was something urgent behind it.Judging by the fire in their eyes, none of them looked particularly pleased to see me.Wonderful.I was here to answer questions, not deliver good news. There wasn't much room for pleasantries. The King started questioning me before I'd even finished bowing."You're aware of the concerns raised by the council," he said."I've heard some of them, Your Majesty. Their complaints have been remarkably consistent. I doubt repeating them would serve any purpose."One of the advisers stiffened, exchanging a coded glance with the other. A code I didn't understand. While The King merely watched me over his clasped hands."They believe my son
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