"I can explain!"
Those were the first words Violet blurted out the moment she stepped into her mother’s private chamber.
"It’s not their fault. It’s mine. They were only following—"
"Take a seat, Violet."
Queen Seraphira cut her off with a voice so flat and serious that Violet halted mid-sentence.
The queen’s gaze moved slowly from her daughter to the four men standing behind her.
"All of you."
The Cardinal Alphas exchanged brief looks with one another before glancing back at Violet. Then, without another word, they began pulling out chairs around the table and sat down.
Their expressions were puzzled and wary.
Just like Violet, they could sense something was wrong.
Seraphira sat at the head of the table, her back straight and her hands clasped neatly on the glossy surface. While the queen was never particularly expressive—as a ruler she rarely allowed her emotions to show—this was different.
There was tension in the room. Heavy and
ominous. It hung in the air like the warning before a storm. And because of it, Violet began to suspect that the palace reconstruction disaster might not be the reason they had been summoned.
Queen Seraphira didn’t beat around the bush. "You have just three days to the Ascension of Death."
"What?!" Everyone in the room shouted.
"But I’m not ready!"
"What do you mean she has three days —?"
"Are you kidding me?!"
"That’s not enough time!"
"That doesn’t make sense!"
Their voices overlapped in a chorus of protests.
"Trust me," the queen said calmly, though there was steel beneath her tone. "I refused as well. But the council has made up its mind. My hands are tied."
The moment those words left her mouth, the Cardinal Alphas gave the queen incredulous looks.
Roman let out an exasperated breath and muttered under his breath, "We might as well have Annequin teach you how to handle an insolent council."
"Excuse me?" Queen Seraphira heard that.
Not that Roman had gone for subtlety, everyone heard that.
Violet told her. "You are letting the council walk over you, Mother!"
"And what do you want me to do? Kill them? Fire them?"
"Maybe," Roman mumbled.
Queen Seraphira’s furious gaze shot to Roman, who turned the other way with an innocent look, his lips pursed. He was beginning to get on her nerves.

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