The air in the council chamber was heavy with tension, the kind that wrapped around my spine like a snake ready to strike. My fingers tapped against the armrest of my chair as I looked across the long table at the man opposite me—Jonathan.My fourth cousin. A man who had always hovered at the edges of power, watching, waiting, coveting. His jealousy of me had never been a secret. Though we shared the same bloodline, the throne was never his to claim. Too far removed, too many obstacles. Yet it had never stopped him from dreaming. From scheming.He looked at me with a smirk, his sharp face giving away nothing but amusement. As if this were a game, a social visit rather than an inquisition.“I hope there’s a good reason for this, cousin?” he drawled, leaning back in his chair, his condescension as annoying as ever.I didn’t waste time on small talk. “Why did you cut off the aid to Alina’s mother?”His lips twitched. “Right to the point, as always.” He shrugged, tilting his head as if th
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