"I do." Draven's voice was steady, iron under silk. "But we must be clever. If you want your children back, you must not give them a reason to take them away permanently. We will move quietly and we will make Sorayah pay for this."
Dimitri's eyes narrowed dangerously as he surveyed the frightened crowd, his authority suffocating in its intensity.
"Your Highness, please forgive me. I only spoke out of turn. I never meant what I said. Please have mercy on this subject of yours." The gamma lord choked the words out while kneeling, palms flat against the cold floor.
