The white cloth was back in Theron's hand, but the archers didn't fully lower the bows.They stayed half-drawn. Kael could see the black wolfsbane tips catching blue moonlight from the roofs. Twelve of the. Aiming down into the courtyard. But now not all aimed at him. Four had shifted to aim at the Seer on the balcony - at Elara.Someone had told them.Kael's frost spread another inch from his boots despite him counting breaths like Elara taught him at midnight... four in, hold blood, four out. It wasn't working tonight. His Blue blood was waking whether he wanted it or not.Zara hadn't moved from in front of him. Her foot was still half in the frozen basin, ice cracking around her ankle. She stared at her own hands where frost kept forming then melting, forming then melting, like she couldn't control it."What did you do to me, janitor?" she hissed again, low so the crowd didn't hear over the drums."I didn't," Kael whispered back. "You did."She yanked her foot out, ice shattering,