She turned to Ben. "Help them get settled. Find them rooms, show them where they will be working. I will come speak with them later."
Ben nodded, his face carefully neutral. "Yes, Madam."
The halflings followed him out, the stag glancing back once at Uriel before disappearing down the corridor.
Lin Yue turned back to Uriel, her eyes blazing.
She did not say anything.
She did not need to.
She simply looked at him—and hissed.
A low, sharp sound that cut through the silence like a blade.
Then she turned and walked away, Auriel still strapped to her chest, her footsteps steady on the stone floor.
The men in the hall were frozen. They didn't believe there was a person on the planet that could speak to the Prince that way.
Well, except for this wife.
Uriel stood there, his hands clenched at his sides, his pride stinging.
No one had ever spoken to him like that.
No one had ever looked at him like that.
And certainly no one had ever hissed at him.
