Zane POV
Dad grunted and growled as he read through the stack he had, and I was not too far behind him with my thoughts.
My Aunty had been working on getting the throne since the day Granddad had handed it to Dad, trying so many different ways to take Dad down.
I remember Dad saying a little while ago. It was his father who had done something all those years ago, and he was paying for it now. I wonder if what we are discovering now is what he was thinking, though I doubt he could have realized how far my Aunty would go to get her revenge and how much she wanted the throne. It is sad that a two-minute difference in the birthing of life has caused such a scale of revenge and hatred.
Each file we opened made us cringe.
This file I had in front of me at the moment, was on how she manage
