Chapter 184

“You heard the king, MOVE!!” Malcor’s bark was a bell.

Soldiers snapped into place, moving like practiced shadows into corners.

The crowd’s murmur became a buzz the size of a hive. People leaned in to hear. Children pressed their faces to the railing and watched as if the night were a play made for them.

It was then that the first of the consequences landed, soft and heavy: faces I had known for y