Chapter 184 The Crown Slips

• Candidate after candidate surrenders completed pages until Seraphel reaches her.
• Davina looks up immediately, hoping the Arch-Luminist will spare her some more time to finish writing her plan. Instead, Seraphel merely glances once at the incomplete parchment, her face remaining plain. Disinterested, almost—which unsettles Davina.
• Without comment, Seraphel takes the parchment gracefully and moves onward toward Oriel’s table. Davina steals a glance sideways and finds hers filled completely.