Nathan’s POV
I was the heir. There was no doubt in my mind about it. My father would have told me if he had another son or if he wanted Jake to be his heir. But nothing like that happened.
So having to argue in front of the elders that I was the true heir felt pointless. But I had to do this. So I made my way toward the throne room, each step heavier than the other as frustration ate at me.
Jake had already disrupted enough, and the very idea of his smug face in the same space as the kingdom’s elders claiming to be the true heir, was enough to set my blood boiling. The events of the past few days—Jake’s interruption of Nicole’s coronation, the revelation of the royal seal—had left me feeling both outraged and powerless in a way I have never felt in years.
Just as I rounded the fi
