“Everyone back away!” Called the attendant.
The crowd of onlookers cleaved as a tree by lightning for Osrael Zahn to arrive at the front of the ring.
He examined Rand’s body, deathly white, and a black pool of thick liquid near his mouth. A beautifully macabre contrast. And to think, he was only drinking wine with Rand two nights ago.
Life’s funny that way.
“Ulund.” Osrael’s level voice startled the whole crowd.
Councilman Ulund jumped, bowing just behind Osrael. “Yes, Lord Chancellor?”
“It appears Seat Five has an sudden and immediate opening. Congratulations.”