Descent of Kings

He exuded the same kind of quiet authority as Kaelen—not the shadow of it, but a parallel. The same air of command, of danger dressed in elegance. As if the world bent just slightly when he walked through it.

She couldn’t look away.

Whoever he was, it was obvious: he wasn’t just important.

He didn’t scan the crowd. Didn’t nod. Didn’t smile.

Until his gaze landed on her.

Then—unexpectedly—his