Elara's POV
I walked through the corridors toward the royal study, my footsteps echoing on the stone floor. Behind me, I could still hear the commotion from the council chamber. Servants rushing to help move Malakor. Council members whispering to each other in hushed, urgent tones. The palace already beginning to buzz with news of what had just happened.
Let them talk. Let them whisper. Let them spend the day trying to figure out what this meant, who would rise, who would fall, where the power would settle now.
None of that mattered right now. What mattered was the man who I had to meet in the study. The man I had just made the second most powerful person in my court.
