The Price Of Greed

"Exactly," Cassian replied. The prince did not raise his voice, nor did he shift in his wheelchair. He simply offered a calm, authoritative confirmation that struck the room like a physical blow.

Those two syllables sent a jagged shard of ice straight down Sylvan's spine. The drop in temperature froze the blood in his veins. Waves of pure terror crashed over his body. He had never considered that