By dawn, the Ironwood accounts covered three tables. I had slept for less than two hours. I did not care. Alden and Pierce had pulled every deed, trust document, military donation record, and household account tied to my father's money. Two pack clerks worked in silenc

Cassian handed the escort officer's tablet back.

"Who issued the route change?"

"Regent security."

"Name."

The officer's smile thinned.

"Commander, the claimant is exposed on an open highway. We can argue paperwork after she's secure."

I looked at Cassian. He

The main gate opened before our convoy reached it. People were already there. Guards. Council clerks. Servants in dark royal uniforms. A line of cameras from the public press enclosure beyond the outer courtyard. So much for arriving quietly. Good. I stepped out of t