Dax's gaze moved from Rowan to Hale.
"The palace needs a new steward," he said. "That position will go to Rowan Stone."
Rowan's shoulders locked.
He had expected it. That did not make hearing it easier.
Dax continued before either man could speak. "Killian cannot be replaced. I will not pretend otherwise. But his office does not stay empty, and this household does not stop moving because we are grieving."
Rowan lowered his head once. "Understood, Your Majesty."
"You will take over immediately," Dax said. "You keep his staff, his access, and his authority. If anyone resists the transition, they answer to me."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Then Dax turned to Hale.
"And the queen's security needs a new chief."
Hale straightened further, as if bracing.
"That role is yours now," Dax said. "Effective immediately."
Hale stared at him for a second, caught off guard despite himself. Then he bowed.
"I accept, Your Majesty."
