Chapter 101

• KARIN
• “I came to give you notice. The Accord Council, the true council, not the version Isolde Marrick tried to invent, has turned its attention here. They are sending a delegation.”
• Cold spread through me at once. The Accord Council stood as the nearest thing the Veiled Realms had to a central authority. If they were stepping into Obsidian Territory, it could mean approval. It could mean restrictions. It could mean they would take control.