chapter 39

Barlion Great....

The previous day had been great. The news Uncle Jeremy had delivered to me had made my day.

Old man Damon's corrupted ways were really good for me. Not good for the Kingdom but good for me.

Cassian was already handled and now so is Damon.

The man is a hot head and had tried to go for my throat when he came to talk to me, just like how uncle Jeremy and I had predicted.

The man might be sixty, the same age as my father, but he too has not lost his touch in the art of making a threat.

He had swore up and down that he would ruin my life. He had even raised his hands up to strike me. Of course, I wouldn't let him.

With the simple reminder of who my father was and how he hated thieves and liers, the man was floored just like Cassian was.

When he was calm enough to listen to me properly, I told him that I had damning evidence against him and that I would be glad to forget about all of it if he gives me his vote and support my claim for the crown.

Damion had