Kaelen turned his gaze toward Chancellor Vane, his smoky eyes narrowing until they looked like twin shards of chipped flint. "You forget yourself, Vane. You speak to the Queen of Umbra. If you threaten my wife again in my presence, I will have your tongue nailed to the fortress gates." The silence in the hall was deafening. The noble lords and ladies sat frozen, their cups half-raised, exchanging covert, frightened…
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