**Arrival of the Birds (Epic Orchestra)—Mathias Fritsche**
"They need not know your strength or your motives. Only that you belong as much as they do."
The Queen's earlier words and warning echoed like a chant in Ember's mind, yet no matter how much she wanted to keep her composure as was expected of her, she struggled….
…not for herself, but for the horrible insult that had been hurled the queen's way. Any other woman in their world could be insulted, even the dowager and her grandmother could be insulted. But the Queen?
Absolutely not.
The Crown Prince swallowed hard, his hands twitching slightly by his side.
"O…oh, sister. You're here." He stuttered unexpectedly, then shut his eyes at the embarrassment.
Lucen Belmore's grin faltered at first. But then a wicked smirk curved at the edges of his lips as his eyes roamed all over Ember the way one would when appraising an expensive auction item.
But it was Dylan Shantaville who looked the most undone.
