![]() ![]() Prince Jametari had surprised them all by forestalling the announcement by requesting Karigan's presence. Zachary had intended to announce his acceptance of Prince Jametari's appeal for an alliance against the powers of Mornhavon and then, as agreed, Estora would call for a feast in honor of their new allies. ![]() ![]() The audience in the Great Hall was large. Keeping himself seated felt like an impossible task when his muscles were threatening to revolt and pull him to his feet and to her side. Even across the distance that separated them, Zachary could tell that Karigan was struggling to make it to them. Only their long years as friends allowed him to see it for the sign of worry that it was. His eyes tracked Karigan as she made her way toward him – toward them, her gait halting and uneven. His fingernails dug half moons into the skin of his palm as he forced himself to keep an impassive expression plastered to his face. Zachary's hand curled into a fist where it lay on the arm of his throne. ![]()
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