Julian POV
"Are you completely blind, Julian?"
Hazel spat the words at my face, her fingers digging so hard into my forearm that her polished nails nearly drew blood.
I did not blink. I could not move my eyes from the center of the grand stage.
"Look at her," Hazel whispered, her voice climbing into a sharp, frantic register that grated against my ears. "Look at the way she stands there. This is a scam. It has to be a scam. Santiago is running a game on everyone in this room. He is trying to save his own skin after the Westview fallout. There is no way that pathetic, mute b***h is a royal bloodline."
My mind stayed entirely blank. The noise of the ballroom receded until it was just a dull, rhythmic thudding in my ears, like blood pumping through a dying pulse.
Father and daughter.
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