Chaos erupted in the Great Hall. Guards shouted, drawing heavy broadswords as the noble courtiers scrambled toward the arched exits in sheer panic. Kaelen did not pursue the phantom assassin. He turned toward Chancellor Vane, his shadow-magic flaring in an aura of black fire that cracked the stone floor beneath his boots. "Vane! You dare commit murder at my table?!" Vane stood completely calm, his hands tucked inside his flowing…
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