Page 42 of What Whispers in the Dark (Promises of the Marked)

A lora didn’t know quite what to expect. She had only been in front of Kadamar’s court twice now. Once, as invaders bursting through their perfectly polished and glamoured doors, and the second, under the frigid violence of her High Prince claiming Ladomyr’s throne before dinner.

And now … now they waited for yet another stormy arrival. Where at any moment those doors would burst open, and under a veil of whispering night and clouds of shadow, Garrik would preside over whatever sleazy and sordid dealings the king of Kadamar had conjured for them.

In this extension of Chapter Thirty-nine, we see a glimpse into what Alora, the Shadow Order, and Kadamar’s court did while awaiting the arrival of the Savage Prince after he met with his spymaster, and then presided over the fate of a fake Marked One.

Alora thought the last time she would see Ezander was on the cliffside. He surely wasn’t foolish enough to show his face in front of her High Prince again. She was wrong.