KELLEN’S POV
I clicked my tongue, hands raking through my hair as I walked down the palace corridor. Irritation was humming in my veins, clinging to my skin like a stubborn leech. Lucien was right beside me, but he didn’t look as pissed as I was.
I scowled at any servant that walked by us. I just needed an avenue to vent my anger. “Why couldn’t they wait till later in the day?” I muttered. “They just had to call us to the throne room at the breakup dawn.”
Lucien didn’t say anything right away. He looked more tired than I did. The dark circles underneath his eyes had become more now and his shoulders were slouched. Although he had a relaxed stance, I could tell he was still tense about going to the throne room.
“Why would they care about the time? All they care about is the throne and
