“My name is Aelin Ashryver Galathynius,” she said. “And I am the Queen of Terrasen.” The crowd murmured; some onlookers stepped away from the platform. “Your prince is in mourning. Until he is ready, this city is mine.” Absolute silence. “If you loot, if you riot, if you cause one lick of trouble,” she said, looking a few in the eye, “I will find you, and I will burn you to ash.”
