Aric is arrested

He ran down the corridor, Aric at his side, both of them sharp, tense, and ready. Every sense screamed danger, but his mind focused on one thing: Corvin. That foreign prince had been twisting events, spreading lies, and now Draven had finally found a trail. He would confront him.

They burst into the throne room without knocking. Draven’s golden eyes swept over the space, heart hammering. But the scene froze him, if only for a heartbeat. Corvin stood in the center, robes ...