After the initial shock from the king's words wore off, it was quickly followed by a wave of discontent that swept across the throne room. It came from the queen's supporters and those openly vying for her favor.
But everyone there knew the type of man King Zeriel was and that he was not one to tolerate public opposition. It was for that reason only that they held their tongues.
Even the queen had yet to say a single word regarding what the king had declared, though Ragnar was certain she would have more than enough vitriol to unleash once the opportunity presented itself.
He caught Hairan's gaze across the hall. The look that passed between them lasted only a second, but it told Ragnar everything he needed to know.
Hairan was livid. So was Laheir, though the latter's fury was far more restrained, concealed beneath a mask of measured calm.
Laheir was too experienced in the game of courtly politics to lose his cool so easily.
