Magnus left.
But he didn't take Selene.
"The petition is withdrawn," he said after he bowed, his pale eyes never leaving my double marks, my bump, my glowing face. "A Triumvirate is indeed untouchable. Even I cannot challenge it. Old Goddess law is above King law."
Then he looked at Selene, who was standing there holding her useless petition, and his handsome face turned to ice.
"But you lied to a King," he said to her, voice quiet. "You said the White Wolf was unstable and unmated. She is clearly Triumvirate-bound and glowing with a blessed pup. For lying to the Southern Crown, the punishment is death."
Selene went white. "No! You promised! You said you would make me Luna of the South if I brought you the White Wolf!"
"I promised I would make you useful," Magnus corrected. "You are
