Chapter 38
Joe’s POV
The palace ballroom buzzed with laughter, clinking glasses, and the obnoxious sound of praise. Dignitaries in shimmering robes gathered around me like moths to a flame, each one eager to offer their congratulations to the new king.
“Your father would be proud,” one of the elders said, placing a firm hand on my shoulder. His rings dug into my skin.
“You’re a blessing to the Dark Shades. It's so sad your father had to pass away so soon. But thank the moon goddess that he had a brilliant son to take over from him. We are so lucky to have you. King Joe” added another, his voice syrupy and fake.
I gave them my best fake smile. “Thank you,” I said politely, even though I barely heard myself. Their words floated around me like smoke. It was meaningless, empty.
Becau
