Bab 144: Embracing Uncertainty

The chill of the evening air swirled around them as Izan and his men rode back to the palace, hooves pounding against the cobblestone path, carrying them swiftly through the silent city.

The night had taken on an edge, as if the wind itself bore witness to the confrontation that had just taken place in Lord Cavin's manor. But for Izan, the only thought now consuming him was seeing Elian, of comforting his love after the ugly truths that had surfaced in the council.

Dillion, who had been holding in his laughter for far too long, finally couldn't resist. "Did you see Lord Barrett's face when you read off his 'private trade negotiations'?" he asked, barely containing his amusement.

Jaxon smirked, adding with a wicked grin, "And Lord Redmond's cheeks flushed redder than his cloak when you called out his failed tax evasion schemes."