The throne room of Basharr Palace took Violet’s breath away. The cracks from the fight between Eden and his assassin hadn’t reached the throne room, leaving it intact with molten light. Waves of darkness began at the corners of the floor, reaching for the obsidian throne in threads of silken night. Golden rays and blackness melted together turning the chamber into a cauldron.

Violet stood behind Eden’s obsidian throne paired with the cream throne Raegan graced. The two royals ...