00:00across the velvet seat, reaching Elena's side. Instead of just taking the meat, it paws at her
00:04lap, letting out a soft purr. Elena's stiff posture falters for a microsecond. Her fingers
00:10slightly tighten on the jerky as the tiny cub nibbles it right out of her hand. Her face is
00:14completely cold, but I can see her eyes tracking every movement of the fluffy creature. But the
00:19little traitor isn't done. After swallowing the meat, it turns around and gently yanks at her
00:23dark silk slip with its tiny teeth. Elena snaps her head down, her glare frosty again.
00:27What are you doing? She demands, her voice cutting through the silence, though she doesn't push the
00:32wolf away. I don't answer her question directly. Instead, taking advantage of the broken ice,
00:37I lean forward and gently place the second gray stone, the ember lizard's egg, right into her lap,
00:41right next to the wiggling wolf cub. Elena freezes, staring down on the ugly stone resting on her
00:46expensive dress. What is this? A gift. I have a favor to ask. Elena lets out a bitter mocking sneer.
00:53The soft moment is gone and her cold majesty naps right back into place. She leans back against the
00:59velvet cushion, looking down at me like a true sovereign. Of course you do. The slave finally
01:03reveals his true colors. Everyone wants something from me. Wealth? A title? A seat on the high council?
01:10Speak, Rayanne. What is your price? My sister. Protect her from the council's shadows. Move her into the
01:16inner sanctum of the ducal estate and keep her safe. Elena tenses. The mockery instantly drains from her face.
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