~Sylvester~ We walked into the building and found Larry sitting on the couch in the living room. There was rage inside me, but I controlled it. Devin advanced toward him, but something was wrong with the scene. He was too calm about the situation for comfort. By now, he should have reached out t
I had to lay low for a long time. I had even lost hope until he died as hoped, and you became Lord. I knew we would be back to the same vicious cycle of overprivileged royals that ruin lives because I did not think you would be any different from Maurice. I realised I could not allow your bloodlin
~Sylvester~ I remained attentive, listening to all that Larry had to say. I will be attentive as long as he doesn't use the pouch in his hand. I also had to think of what to do if he blew the silver dust into the air. If that happened, I told everyone to hold their breath and head to the exit. Ho
Everything went quiet, and I had given up hope entirely until he did not return from pilgrimage. Jenny told me Stephanie was the one that acted against him, and she should stand trial. I knew Jenny was jealous of Stephanie because she was crazy about Maurice, but I kept it myself. I knew how Maur
"Now that you have come here, I need to tell you all a secret," he said, looking at Devin. "Your friend here is nothing but a farce. He did not kill your father or anyone. It was Lucas Sidorov who murdered his friends. Thanks to the hallucinogen I had someone slip into their cocktails. He went bers
~Sylvester~ The shock was intense, and I could not believe my eyes. Lucas Sidorov looked at us, frail and speechless; he was short of words and had to be because he had a lot of explaining to do. Snapping out of the shock, I reached for the burning silver and helped the man remove his chains, Marce
We entered the van, and everyone was silent. I sat beside Tamia, and she leaned on me. I could see surprise and confusion in most of their eyes. Most of them could not recognise Lucas, but Theodore and Devin did, and I could see the shock registered on their faces at the sight of Lucas. "We need t
I entered the building with Tamia and headed to our bedroom. We entered our bedroom, and I watched her take off her clothes. My eyes caught the blowgun that partially fit in her jeans pocket. I could see it because her pocket could not conceal it. I was grateful for the improvision she had made by