Marked by fate
“You are recognised once more as Crown Prince and sole heir to the throne. Long live the King.”
He bows deeply before offering a salute, which every warrior in the room immediately copies.
For one brief moment, relief flickers across Tobias’s face. Then it is gone, replaced by something quieter and heavier. Resignation, maybe. Or the weight of everything waiting for him now that the title is his again.
“Thank you, Thorn,” James says, stepping forward to shake his hand. “And thank you for your discretion.”
“Of course, Your Majesty.”
“We shall see you at dinner.”
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