The crown was heavier than it looked. That was my first thought when the chamberlain placed it in my hands. Not impossible to carry. Just impossible to forget. Three days had passed since the ancestral vault. Severin was in secure royal custody awaiting formal trial. Corvin Ashe

Ironwood looked smaller from a royal convoy. That annoyed me. The pack had not become smaller. I had simply stopped making myself fit inside it. We entered the same courtyard where Ronan had stepped out of an SUV with Mira on his arm. This time the crowd was

The next pressure arrived in a silk folder. Of course it did. I was back in the capital less than a day when the succession committee requested a private audience. Three councilors sat across from me. Mara stood near the window because I had asked her to. Cassian w