MATED TO MY BROTHER'S ENEMY
Kael’s fate wasn’t just a personal mess; it’d set the tone for what happened next, for everyone who’d danced too close to the darkness.
Nara cleared her throat, yanking everyone’s attention back to the nitty-gritty. “Here’s what the Free Cities are bringing, three ships, full to the brim with weapons and supplies. But, as usual, they want something in return. Trade promises, once we’ve got the kingdom back on its feet.”
Thornweave’s leafy brows bunched up. “What kind of promises are we talking about?” She never did trust anyone whose motives smelled like coin.