Chapter Eleven

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The room went still. “You do not get to question my worth because someone whispered a story about my mate,” I continued. Lionel’s tone softened slightly, though the tension remained. “If there is even a chance this is true, you must consider the consequences.” “I am considering them,” I said. “I am considering how quickly this council jumps at shadows.” Simon shook his head. “You are too young to understand what this could cost us.” I felt anger rise, sharp and clear. “Do not speak to me about cost,” I said. “I paid the highest price when I lost my parents and inherited a throne surrounded by doubt. I have been calculating risks since the day they died.” Lionel studied me for a moment. “If Darien has a son, and that son is legitimate, then your position becomes complicated.” “Compli

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