Raiden’s POV
The last two weeks had been absolute hell. Between the rogue attack, traitors inside the kingdom, preparing for the tournament, and the elders breathing down our necks every five damn seconds, my patience had officially disappeared somewhere around day three.
I missed violence. At least violence made sense. Paperwork didn’t.
“Human,” Nyx mutters sarcastically inside my head. “You’ve complained about paperwork seventeen times today.”
“Make it eighteen.”
“You’re dramatic.”
“And yet you adore me.”
“Debatable.”
I fight the urge to smirk while sitting behind my desk inside the royal conference room. Across from me, Zayden lounges lazily in his chair looking far too relaxed for somebody currently helping run an entire kingdom.
Kael sits beside his mate Samantha reviewing gu
