Chapter 32

• Rex
• Ayla. The name echoed in my head, a constant, painful thrum against the pile of work I was trying to build. Green eyes, the scent of flowers… damn her for invading my every thought. It had been days since she’d vanished, again. Days spent trying to bury myself in the most basic things, the endless reports and alliances.
• I flipped through today’s meeting agenda, the words blurring before my eyes. Silver Heart Delegates. Punishments. Potential Breach.