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Elowen stood motionless, her expression so composed it bordered on indifference.
By now Isla had nearly exhausted herself from shouting. Her breathing had turned ragged, and every furious word seemed to scrape painfully from her throat.
“You stole Alaric’s place as Crown Prince. You destroyed his reputation. You took his life. And now you won’ even leave him whole enough to rest in peace.”
The memory of what she had seen inside the coffin struck her again with brutal force.
Her eyes had gone bloodshot from grief and rage, and just then, as her gaze swept wildly across the room she noticed the dagger resting nearby.
Something changed in her expression instantly.
The despair twisting across her face sharpened into the reckless resolve of someone who no longer cared whether she survived the next moment or not.
Without warning, Isla snatched up the dagger and lunged toward Elowen.
Fortunately, Elowen reacted quickly.
The instant she caught the flash of steel, instinct took over. She stepped backward and twisted sharply aside just as the blade sliced through empty air where she had been standing only a heartbeat earlier.
The dagger barely grazed the sleeve of her gown.
But Isla had thrown herself forward with too much force to stop now. She stumbled several desperate steps ahead, completely off balance, and crashed toward the entrance doors.
At that exact moment, Theodric was striding toward the hall with a dark expression already clouding his face.
From where he stood, Isla came hurtling out through the doorway with her hair in disarray, eyes blazing wildly, and a dagger gleaming in her hand.
Theodric’s face changed instantly.
“Your Majesty!”
Before anyone else could react, Cassian moved first.
His figure crossed the distance in an instant as he stepped directly in front of Theodric and caught the blade with his bare hand.
“Cassian!”
Theodric’s eyes widened in shock.
Looking down, he saw Cassian gripping the dagger tightly enough that the sharpened edge had sliced deep into his palm. Blood immediately spilled through his fingers and splattered heavily onto the stone floor
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beneath them, pooling frighteningly fast.
Theodric’s expression darkened with fury.
Seize her!”
The King’s Guard rushed forward at once and forced Isla violently to the ground before pinning her arms
chind her back.
Theodric immediately turned toward Quin.
Go get the royal physicians. Now!”
Quin bowed quickly and hurried off at once.
Meanwhile, Cassian finally loosened his grip enough to transfer the bloodied dagger into his left hand.
The wound across his right palm looked horrifyingly deep, flesh split open while blood continued Streaming steadily down his wrist.
Theodric frowned so hard it nearly twisted his features.
How did you cut yourself this badly?”
Cassian only smiled faintly, as though the injury hardly mattered at all.
As long as Your Majesty is safe, it’s nothing serious. I’m not made of glass.”
Theodric’s chest tightened painfully at the answer.
What an incredible brother
I could search every kingdom in the world and never find another brother like Cassian.
Then Theodric turned slowly toward Isla, and whatever remaining warmth he once held for her disappeared entirely.
“You attacked me and injured the Duke of Duskmoor in the process. Do you understand what you’ve done?”
His voice was cold enough to freeze the entire hall.
Isla struggled weakly against the guards restraining her, her face pale as candle wax.
I wasn’t trying to harm Your Majesty,” she said hoarsely. “How could I possibly dare attack Your Majesty? I would never…”
Cassian stood nearby with blood still dripping steadily from his hand while the dagger remained clasped in his other palm.
“If My Lady wasn’t trying to attack His Majesty,” he asked evenly, “then what exactly were you planning to do with this?”
Isla’s eyes burned with hatred as she glared toward Elowen.
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“I wanted to kill her. I wanted Elowen dead.”
Theodric stared at her in disbelief.
“You tried to murder the D
of Duskmoor too? Have you lost your mind entirely?”
Isla suddenly jerked against the guards as though trying to stand, but they forced her back down immediately.
“She deserves to die,” she cried fiercely. “If not for her, none of this would’ve happened to me. If not for h Alaric wouldn’t have died like this. Your Majesty, he was your son too.”
Her voice cracked apart.
“He died without leaving behind a single heir. And now he doesn’t even have his head anymore.”
Theodric froze.
“What are you talking about?”
Isla lifted bloodshot eyes
ward him and nearly screamed the next words.
“I’m not lying. I saw him today. I saw him inside the coffin. His head was gone. Gone! Elowen stole it!”
Her shrill voice echoed harshly through the hall.
Theodric’s expression darkened further with every word.
At that same moment, Elowen and Caelan emerged from inside the hall one after the other.
The very first thing Elowen noticed was Cassian.
Then she saw the blood.
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