POV: ARIAThe private audience chamber inside the royal capital’s lower embassy was paved with polished marble and framed by tall arched windows overlooking the grand plaza below.Outside, the bustling noises of the capital filled the afternoon air, the rattling of carriage wheels, the sharp calls of street vendors, and the marching boots of the King’s sentinels. Inside, the quiet was heavy, cool, and suffocatingly tense.I stood by the marble balustrade, my dark woolen cloak draped over my shoulders, watching the heavy oak doors open.Alpha Gavin stepped into the room.He did not walk with the arrogant, unyielding stride of the Frostwood Alpha I had known for years. He wore simple, dark traveling clothes stripped of his silver pack braids. His face was drawn, his eyes rimmed with red, and his heavy shoulders were slightly slouched, as if carrying the weight of his own broken pride had aged him ten years in a matter of weeks.Two of Rowan’s winter guards stood by the threshold, their
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