[Do not make this any worse than you already have, Court Mage Elira.
We will be having a separate talk regarding this matter in the Drakthar Court Room.]
The Crown Prince spoke, his voice much colder than his usual, gentle voice—so much so that Elira momentarily blinked. This was the first time she had seen this man show so much anger.
And it wasn't Edric's fault either.
He had been walking a razor-thin line all this while.
Carefully managing the fallout of Kael's actions, ensuring that this dispute didn't escalate into something irreversible. He was even willing to take responsibility—to compensate Xenthalor if needed and smooth things over with diplomacy.
But now?
By suggesting the use of Verdant Omen, Elira shattered all hopes of a peaceful resolution.
Did she not see how she had played right into Selene's hands?
