GORVANE’S POV
The hall fell silent as all eyes turned to me, widened with fear.
Kaerith c****d her head, her gaze locked onto me. She didn’t flinch.
Vythea froze, the dagger raised over Kaerith’s heart. Rhazien’s grin slipped, his face tightening.
“My Lord!” they chorused, their voices trembling.
Rhazien bowed instantly, his head dropping low. Even Vythea, though her lips pulled back in a snarl.
Velcira, ever composed, knees dropped to the floor, her head lowered in a deep bow in immediate submission.
I stepped forward, my gaze locked on Vythea, and I saw her tremble. Good. She dared to mess with me.
“She is mine,” I warned. “Dare to touch her.”
The dagger in Vythea’s hand was still poised above Kaerith’s chest. Rhazien gasped, signaling Vythea.
My eyes were pinned on Kaerith, th
