Chapter 23
The moment Lucien saw the man standing before the palace, something inside him changed.
Damian.
His stepbrother.
The man who had spent years waiting for his downfall.
The man now standing at the entrance of the palace with an army behind him.
Lucien’s eyes narrowed.
But then something else caught his attention.
The crown.
Damian wasn’t wearing the royal crown.
He was wearing a temporary black crown, one that could only be worn by someone acting in the king’s absence.
Lucien’s eyes moved from the crown to the soldiers surrounding him.
Then back to Damian.
“What have you done?” Lucien asked coldly.
Damian smiled.
“I could ask you the same question.”
Lucien took a step forward.
Lyra instinctively held onto his arm.
Damian’s eyes immediately moved to her.
For a m
