Modric’s POV
I had spent most of my life believing powerful men fell dramatically.
Through war.
Blood.
A challenge before witnesses.
An enemy’s blade.
Magnus Thorne began to fall because seven people were asked to raise their hands.
The High Moon Council chamber remained silent as the clerk stood beneath the crescent seal.
“An emergency no-confidence motion has been filed against High Elder Magnus Thorne. Before voting, the Council will review evidence concerning potential conflicts of interest and abuse of judicial authority.”
Magnus sat in the center chair as though nothing had changed.
His robes were perfect.
His expression controlled.
But I could smell his anger.
Beside me, Mary Ann remained still.
Our hands were not joined.
I wanted to take hers.
I did not.
This was n
