With Selvaris no longer at his side, Dorian felt the foundations of his power begin to crack. Thessaly, the brilliant, dangerous Thessaly, had slipped from his grasp as well, a sorceress he had never been able to bend to his will the way he once commanded Selvaris.
Her true strength remained a mystery to him, something vast and unknowable, and now she had chosen to go with outsiders. The realization gnawed at him, feeding both his fear and his fury. He never
In the hollow silence of the throne hall, Dorian's voice rang sharp as he barked his orders. He commanded the nobles and his ministers to scatter across the empire, to summon every sorcerer they could find, and to bind them to the crown's service.
If the green-haired beauty from Aethelgard is truly the reason Selvaris had been cursed, then the empire faced a threat unlike any it had ever known. To march against Aethelgard unprepared would be suicide, and he knew it.
