>>Aelin
The heavy doors to the throne room creaked open, and all conversation stilled as footsteps echoed against the marble floor.
Ariston- no Ari, stepped through first, though the title felt too formal now—her presence commanding even without a single word. But it wasn't her who stole the air from the room.
It was the man she pushed before her
Gasps erupted instantly, sharp and disbelieving, sweeping through the gathered courtiers, nobles, and guards like a gust of wind through a field of tall grass. I felt my own breath hitch.
Reagen.
