My lips tremble as I once again face losing everything. “I know it’s selfish, and I know I have to consider Finn’s future, but no matter what you do, the Northern Kingdom will never accept him. The North and the East have archaic values. They will not accept children they consider illegitimate.”
“My son is not—”
“He’s not a pureblood.” I meet Cedric’s gaze evenly. “Look me in the eye and tell me they will accept him, and I will believe you.”
He’s silent.
“That’s what I thought.”
I withdraw my hands from the table, but he reaches out and grasps one, preventing me from pulling it away.
“If they won’t accept him, they will die,” Cedric says darkly. “I will wipe out their entire bloodline if I have to, Leanna. I will not let my son be insulted. He is my heir, and he will be my only heir.
