By the time Koberic finished filling my mind link with all the details about the events leading up to the appearance of my mate at the banquet, I was completely astounded.
Whatever Aryn had done, whatever her plan to portray who was the better candidate for a queen, it was brilliant. This was by no means a war, but I was forever in awe of my mate's decision making as not even the best of my strategists could come up with such a plan in so little time and yet have it so flawlessly effective, the enemy went down in the most spectacular fashion. Darla had gaped and stared and gawked at my mate when realization that she had wholly fallen into my mate's trap registered. Her bitter expression still remained as she furiously stabbed at her plate of food while an oversized cloak, given to her by
