KALOYAN'S POV Lord Ezra knocked on my door too early in the morning, but I hadn't been asleep. I was lost in thought about what I had become. Everyone wanted me off this throne. If they had their way, they would behead me and burn my body in a fire. "What's the reason for this summon, Lord Ezra?" I climbed the stairs of the dais, meeting my dark coloured throne, inscripted with old Eastmoon language. It had tall, spear-like edges and a headrest shaped like the wings of a bat. I sat down, gripping its arms. The throne room was empty, save for the three wolves kneeling with their heads touching the ground, and the Lord still yet to unveil why we were here. "A few days ago, rumours sprang up about Your Majesty's bastard brother. When the beta brought that to your attention, I sent spies out to the city." I had forgotten about the rumours ongoing. The news bothered me because my throne was at stake, but I imagined I wouldn't be the only one affected by this news. Joseph put a leash on
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