When Chancellor Vane released the pressure on the blood-ruby, the glowing runes faded back into the dark metal, leaving Kaelen slumped against the royal dais, coughing up dark, clotted blood. The Conclave lords filed out of the hall in haughty silence, flanked by their personal guards, leaving only a handful of loyal palace sentries standing vigil by the doors. Amara knelt beside the fallen King. Her instinct was to back…
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