"Stone." Helena's voice called out to the guard already approaching them. "Tell your... associates that my son will address everyone at the conclusion of our gathering." Her smile was no smile. "Their patience will be rewarded."
The guard – built like a brick wall in an Armani suit – shifted uncomfortably. His eyes darted between Helena and Mason, uncertainty written in every line of his face. "Mrs. King, with all due respect... The elders insist on knowing now. They say tradition demands—"
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