TAVRIC
"Everyone, please take your seats so we can commence the final part of this meeting. My head of security has already been dispatched to inform the people that the coronation will not be proceeding today."
My father clasps his hands together and the hall reorganizes itself around his words. I don't waste a moment—I leave the cold company of my family and cross back to where Jaxl is standing with Lucy, Kieran, and Amara, who has rejoined them with an expression I can't fully read after her conversation with the Ashkara nobles.
A discussion she will share with us, I'm certain, the moment this particular theater concludes.
We retake our seats in the center of the hall.
"What was the Supreme saying to you?" Jaxl murmurs, angling toward me.
"Not now," I say, keeping my eyes forward. "After the meeting."
