Chapter 40

ELARA

Elara’s hands weren’t shaking from nerves.

They were shaking from rage.

Before her was a mountain of fresh vegetables, herbs, and meats—enough to feed an entire tenement of people for weeks. And it was all poison. Lafontaine disguised a weapon as the one of the most precious things the Counseil had deprived the Restes of for years.

Elara hated violence.

But tonight, she was ready for war.

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