The Prince moved with a single minded determination, with only fear gripping the muscle of his heart. Of course Thea couldn’t remain and watch him marry Freya. It was an impulse he could understand with all of his being. Afterall, just the idea of her entertaining a dance with another man was enough to make his blood boil with unspent anger and rage.
He strode through the Palace corridors, with a heavy tread. HIs heart led where he needed to go. The guard at the door opened his mouth to either protest or announce his arrival but Ronin moved past before he could speak. Turning and slamming the door behind him.
Gregory turned from the window, brows lifted in surprise before he tilted his head to the side.
‘Gregory,’ Ronin was across the room, approaching his older brother with hands han
