"High Priest, Lord Leifsson, if you please," Waldemar said quietly.
Standing, Korin walked with Leifsson to the middle of the room and faced the doors, Leifsson turned toward the king's table so that they stood pressed together back to back. Alrin's skin prickled, heart spiking with alarm because such a stance was only used when holy and hell magic were used in concertsomething that was rarely done, not least of all because it was dangerous.