Lucien's POV
I was standing outside the balcony of my room, staring at nothing in particular. There were so many things going on, so many people engaged in one activity or the other, but nothing seemed interesting enough to draw my attention. I kept trying to push down that feeling of guilt that kept pulling something inside me, something that wants me to go to Davina and make her day special. I had given her a dagger. That should be enough.
I didn't want to care for Davina. I didn't want to care for the daughter of Gideon, the only person that seemed to matter to him. That would mean that he won.
I closed my eyes as thoughts filled my head. These thought were like my shadow. I could never escape them. I thought about my family.
Family. The word even felt like a foreign concept now.
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