The duke stormed up to the gates, with Eisen following helplessly behind him. The palace guards didn’t know him on site, and started to block his path. “Clear off, you imbeciles,” he growled, his hand immediately reaching for the hilt of his blade. He looked dangerous and powerful and foreboding.
They looked at each other uncertainly. “State your name and your business,” the bolder of the two guards demanded, their own weapons at the ready.
Liam drew himself up to his full height and scowled down at the guards. “I am the Duke of Connor Keep, and I am here to see the king.” His expression dared them to challenge his authority.
The two guards stepped aside reluctantly and allowed him through. The dukes long, purposeful strides brought him directly into the inner court. His eyes ra
