A deafening silence fell over the war council. Even the crackle of the hearth fire seemed to pause. Kaelen slowly walked around the slate table. He did not rush. Every deliberate step struck the flagstones like the toll of a death knell. He stopped three inches from the kneeling emissary. "Extradition?" Kaelen murmured, his voice dropping into a deadly whisper that raised the hair on the back of Selene’s neck.…
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