“It is very bright,” Coltania says, though in her mouth that doesn’t sound like a compliment.
Chancellor Marzen scoffs. “The Sta’Criverans are excessive and…” He trails off, saying something to his sister in what I imagine must be Orianic.
“Tacky,” she finishes, flashing a full smile.
“Tacky,” Chancellor Marzen replies with a chuckle. “That is the word.”
“Sorry to interrupt,” a deep voice says as a shadow falls over me, and I look up to see Czar Reymer with Prince Talin cowering at his side like he’s trying to disappear into the air. “Your Majesty, might we steal your attention for a moment?”
I glance at the Chancellor and his sister, but even though they look like they want to protest, they both nod.
“We’ll speak again soon, Your Majesty,” the Chancellor says with a smile that I can
