Lancelin’s P.O.V:

“Miaka.” I called out to her and a fraction of a second later; I was free from my binds, my body slowly regaining balance and stability as I rose up from the floor.

The door to the throne room burst open and several of my guards entered then, armed and ready to take down the intruders.

“Mauve Balfour, Chrone to the Amenite Coven,” Miaka turned to her all the mages cowered away in fear. “Tell me, what has my brother done so wrong that you decided to take matters in your own hand?”

While Miaka was speaking, I motioned for Acelin, Erick and my guards to get a...